But unexpectedly, the agent was exceptionally easy to deal with. Other than looking around the office and making small talk for a while,
he really did just have a cup of tea before leaving. He showed no displeasure from beginning to end and even left behind a business card, saying that if Mr. Stark or Miss Potts remembered anything, they could call the number on it.
Having gotten through it so easily, Pepper let out a huge sigh of relief. She politely escorted the agent out of the industrial park's office building and watched him drive away in an extremely flashy red vintage car.
It was rather strange for such a low-key, reserved agent to drive a car in such an ostentatious color.
But Pepper did not have time to let her thoughts wander. She hurried back to the office to continue working.
"Yes, sir. Tony is extremely arrogant and unwilling to cooperate. I left listening devices and surveillance equipment in the office. His assistant didn't notice."
Coulson was driving while speaking on the phone. He might not have had much hair, but he had a nice car.
Many streetwalkers liked the way he drove a convertible one-handed and cast flirtatious glances at him as he passed.
However, Coulson remained expressionless. He merely held the receiver to his ear, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
"I understand. Keep an eye on him openly. I suspect this is connected to Hydra's remnants. Have Natasha infiltrate the place and assist you."
Far away in Triskelion Headquarters in Washington D.C., Black Egg pressed several buttons on his desk after finishing those words, cutting off the communication.
He turned to look out the window and fell silent.
Howard's son... he did not seem as smart as his father.
Fury sighed at the glass