"Drive, Clint."
Seeing the duck obediently get into the car and sit beside him, Egghead rolled up the window and had Hawkeye drive around the city a few times according to plan.
Howard the Duck could not be seen entering or leaving S.H.I.E.L.D., nor could anyone see him in contact with Egghead. What Egghead intended to establish next was a special department, one that at least appeared to have no connection to S.H.I.E.L.D.
The car started moving, but the bustle of the streets did nothing to disturb the silence inside. Since speaking those words, Fury had leaned back in his seat with an expressionless face, exerting invisible psychological pressure through his silence.
But Duck was famously mentally resilient. As a detective, he also possessed sharp logical reasoning. Since this black man had bailed him out, he obviously wanted something. Trying to gain an advantage in negotiations through pressure? He saw through that trick at a glance.
People flowed past outside the windows. Dusk was approaching, and it was also time to get off work. At the subway entrance, people surged back and forth like ants entering and leaving a nest, and Duck found himself feeling rather conflicted.
He really should not have been here.
Not long ago, Deathstroke had rescued him from the Inheritors' prison. He had originally planned to return to that Parallel World with Peter Parker from Earth-616.
But Duck had noticed that something was wrong. That Spider-Man was wrong. His eyes revealed a manic gleam, as though he wanted to dissect Duck for research.
So Howard had jumped ship during the journey through the Spider Web. After arguing with Parker in full view of everyone, he had escaped from that filament, but in reality, he had followed Deathstroke to this Parallel World.
As a High Dimension creature,