4.1 - Sloan Limited

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"Tell me why we are walking the complete opposite way of the apartment?" Jasin asked.

Clint's phone rang, him immediately picking it up, "Hey. Did you find anything?"

"Who's that?" Jasin asked, leaning closer to hear the call as Clint just rolled his eyes.

"I talked to that friend of yours. He's really busy." Laura said, Jasin raising an eyebrow at Clint. "He's been learning Russian and jogging a lot."

"Tracksuits. So Sloan is there front?" Barton asked, Jasin making an 'ohh' motion once she connected the dots.

"Yep. He said that his boss, Jack Duquesne, never gives him a day off." Laura confirmed.

"Jack's CEO? He's laundering money for the big guy?" Jasin asked into the phone. "This is Jasin by the way, Miss Barton."

"Nice to meet you, Jasin." Laura greeted, chuckling. "Let me guess, you're gonna need another day."

"Yeah, look, these kids I'm helping are stuck in the middle of it, so I can't leave until I know she's safe." Clint explained.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Kate however.. OW! RUDE!" Jasin shouted at Clint after he hit her on the back of the head scoldingly.

Laura giggled on the other line, before sighing, "I've been wondering, alles andere fehlt in der verbindung?" (anything else go missing from the compound?)

"Du sprichst Deutsch? Das ist großartig." Jasin said, amazed. (You speak German? That's awesome.)

"You mean the Rolex?" Barton asked.

"Genau." Laura confirmed. (Exactly.)

"I don't think.. I don't think so." Clint answered after a moment of thought. "Why? Wasn't that destroyed, like, years ago?"

"Well, I thought so, but I thought the same thing about your fancy outfit." Laura said.

"It's worth looking into it, ain't it?" Barton questioned. "If you can, check the signal from the transmitter."

"Kay. You sound like you've been runnin' around all day. Are you tired?" Laura asked, worried.

"Yeah, I'm a little banged up, but nothing's broken." He answered.

"I'm fine by the way, I was just set on fire and shot." Jasin said.

"Are you always sarcastic?" Barton sighed.

"No. Sometimes, I'm sleeping." Jasin answered cheekily.

Laura laughed, "Okay. Well, put your feet up. Ice them if you have to, okay? I love you."

"I.. I miss you. I'll see you soon. I promise." Clint spoke, hanging up.

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