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📍LAGOS, NIGERIA

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

"All right, what do you see?" Steve asked into the comms, watching the streets from a building hideout.

"Standard beat cops," Wanda looked ahead, "Small station. Quiet street. It's a good target."

"There's an ATM on the south corner, which means?"

"Cameras," Y/N finished  who was seated across Wanda, spinning the spoon on her cup with faint green mists.

"Both cross streets are one way."

"So compromised escape routes," Wanda deduced.

"Means our guy doesn't care about being seen. He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out. See that Range Rover halfway up the block?"

"Yeah, the red one? It's cute."

"It's also bulletproof," Natasha took a look through her sunglasses, "Which means private security, which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody. Probably us."

"You guys know Y/N and I can move things with our minds right?" Wanda asked, taking a sip from her cup.

"Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature."

"Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?" Sam walked on the roof of a building in his suit.

"Not to my face. Why? Did you hear something?"

"Oof!" Y/N snickered as Wanda smirked, "Nat, I'm buying you a drink after this." 

"Eyes on the target, folks," Steve reminded them, "This is the best lead we had on Rumlow for six months. I don't wanna lose him."

Sam scoffed, "If he sees us coming, that won't be a problem. He kinda hates us."

"Sam, see that red garbage truck? Tag it."

"Y/N, you updated Redwing's visual right?" asked Sam, now on the top of a building.

"Yup," Y/N sipped on her cup.

"Give me an X-ray" Sam told Redwing and it started to scan,"That truck's loaded for max weight," he said after Redwing scanned the truck. "And the driver's armed."

"It's a battering ram," Natasha's expression cleared in realisation.

"Go now."

"What?"

"He's not hitting the police."

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