S.H.I.E.L.D.
Every time Fury passed the warehouse holding the vibranium, his eyelid twitched.
Agent Hill stood beside him and said, "Out of sight, out of mind."
"Has Coulson found anything?" Fury turned his head away at her words. Any more looking, and he felt his heart might give out.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had always been the one ripping other people off. This time, someone had ripped them off-and for a hefty sum.
Still unwilling to give up, Fury asked again about Coulson's information on the Wick family's son.
As a longtime employee who had spent ten years undercover at Watson Wick's side, could he really know nothing?
Unfortunately, Agent Hill shook her head. "Coulson doesn't know much about him either. In fact, in all these years, he's only ever seen John Wick in New Mexico."
That wasn't Coulson's fault. After all, the number of times John had come home could be counted on one hand.
"An alien god comes to Earth, and John Wick just happens to be traveling?" Fury scoffed.
He was the king of spies, not the king of fools.
With something this obvious, he couldn't help suspecting that John had known Thor was coming.
"He's a wizard," Fury said, his hands behind his back. "According to our records, those people are every bit as complicated as alien gods."
This wasn't their first encounter with wizards.
There had even been a massive incident involving wizards in New York, though whether it had actually happened remained a mystery. Only one old soldier remembered it.
He brought up another incident. "Remember Washington?"
"The damage that time was more terrifying than anything an alien god caused."
Fury tapped a few controls on the console, and John's photograph appeared on it.
"Wizards. We can't afford to let our guard down around them."
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