Run; K. Bishop¹ ✓

Thirteen.

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN-----▹ 

"Alright, team, let's get into it." Kate started, the three of them were now walking through a park, "Either of you, pick up any tension between Maya and the hot guy that spoke sign language, or was it just me?" Kate asked, "Not just you, there was definitely tension." Iskra replied, "His name's Kazi." Clint said, "So I take these tracksuit guys are into some pretty bad stuff?" Kate spoke, turning to look at Clint, he scoffed, "Yeah, bad stuff." he said. "Care to elaborate? We would like to know what we're dealing with." Iskra said, "Nope." he said. Iskra and Kate both gave him the look, causing him to partially give in.

"They started small but grew. Or at least the guy at the top, he'll do anything to grow the operation." Clint said, "I thought Maya was the boss?" Kate asked, "Another common thing you'll find is there is usually a leader behind the leader." Iskra shrugged,  "So the person above Maya obviously has bad blood with Ronin, right?" Kate asked, "Yeah." Clint paused, "Ronin hit the supplier on the other side and then hit Tracksuit upper management." he added."Sounds like a lot of drama." Kate paused, and looked towards pizza dog, "Which is why you should never get involved in organized crime." 

Iskra couldn't help but smile, Kate seemed to have that effect on her, the brunette would do a small action like talking to pizza dog, and Iskra would just find it so...cute. And Kate, well Kate picked up on the things that made Iskra smile, she loved the blonde's smile, it light up her whole face, and she was determined to see it as much as possible. 

They walked pretty much in silence the rest of the way to finding a cab, but Iskra and Kate walked a little closer together, their hands briefly brushing up against eachother,  soon enough, they were all squished in the cab together. "Do you think the Tracksuits were after anything else at that auction?" Clint asked, "I don't know, I was pretty focused on Jack and Armand." Kate spoke, "It's pretty upsetting to think there might be stuff from the Avengers compound floating around out there. So you still think Jack is involved somehow?" Clint asked, 

"Yes.There's too many coincidences." Kate replied sternly, "I agree, something about him felt very off when we were there for dinner." Iskra addded, "He was at the acution that night, and he offered me a butterscotch." Kate said. Clint looked so confused, "Not exactly a crime." Iskra laughed a little, "It was a monogramed butterscotch, the same one Kate saw in Armand's house." 

"And when I tried to stab him in the face to prove he was lying, he parried like a pro." Kate said, "Very true." Iskra nodded, "You tried to stab your Mom's fiance?" Clint asked, "God, I can't leave you two alone anywhere." he added mostly talking to himself.

"Plus he has everything to gain from Armand's death." Kate added, "The Jack thing, it's weird." Clint paused, "I get it. But it's not exactly airtight." Iskra nodded in agreement, "Right!" Kate exclaimed, "Which is why we need more evidence." she paused as Clint nodded, "Why we are going to sneak into my mom's penthouse." Kate said slightly quieter.

"What?" Iskra asked, at the same time that Clint was asking "Wait, wait, wait, what?" Kate's brain moved a lot faster then either of them, and neither of them thought that to be a wise idea. "We can get into her company files. Bishop Secutiry has a huge criminal database." Kate said, Clint looked like he already had a million reasons as to why that is a bad idea. "There's gotta be something on the Tracksuits, and Jack in there." Clint and Iskra sighed, "Yeah." At this point the brunette had the idea in her head, and there wasn't much stopping her, she is quite stubborn.

Kate gave the Taxi Driver, the new adress, so that they could go right to her Mom's Penthouse, and soon enough, they had arrived. "You're sure no one's home, right?" Clint checked for like the third time, "Yes. Relax." Kate replied, Iskra had a bad feeling about this. "Jeez this is a home?" Clint asked under his breath, "I know right." Iskra said, "Yeah, uh my great, great, great, great grandfather built the building." Kate said haning up Pizza dog's leash.

Kate motioned up to a chandlier, "I tried to swing from the very chandiler and broke my arm." she said, "So uh yeah pretty impresive family, all the way around." Clint was still looking around the room, "Wow." he replied, "Impresive." he said to himself.

Kate got right to the point walking to her mother's office, opening up her computer, "So from the home network we should be able to get passed the encription with my mom's password." Kate said typing stuff in. 

Clint was still awe struck, "Yeah, I'm in the wrong business." he said, and Iskra chuckled, "That you are Uncle Clint." They both walked to where Kate was, "How'd you say Armand was killed?" Clint asked, "Stabbed with a sword." Kate and Iskra replied at the same time. "See if there's anything on Kazi." Clint said, a notification popped up telling them it was searching the database, "Here we go," Kate said, "Okay, what's this company, Sloan limited?" Kate asked, "Kazi is an emploeye?" Iskra asked scanning the information. "Wait. Sloan Limited? That sounds familliar." Clint said, "You think there's somthing there?" Kate asked, looking at him, "I don't know."

A door creaked in the distance, not that any of them noticed it. "Let me see what I can pull up on Jack." Kate said, typing in more codes and things, "Crap." She said, "Now there's an embeded hardware authentication, Iskra noticed that Clint had left the room, but was still more focussed on the computer, a notifaction popped up, letting them know the account was dissabled, "And we're locked out." Kate said. "Clint?" Kate asked causing Iskra to also look around. "I have a bad feeling about this." Iskra mumbled her eyes glowing purple briefly. "Your eyes glow! That's so cool!" Kate said, noticing, but imedietly shutting up also sensing something was wrong and this clearly wasn't the time.

Clint carefully crept through the penthouse, turning each corner in an extremely paranoid manner, but rightfully so.  There was a sharp sound of a blade being drawn as Clint almost walked into it, "Don't move." the voice was a harsh whisper, and standing on the other end of the Ronin sword, was Kate's Mom's Fiance himself Jack Duquesne.