Sinful

Two

Not even twenty four hours later, and they were all together again for another meeting. Tony was a little thankful, that no other target had been killed, which just meant they were on borrowed time. Yesterday, after the meeting, he had headed to Jersey, to recruit another for the team, not that he wanted to, seeing as the kid was 15 years old, but Peter Parker was a genius, and if Tony had his way, the kid would be his protégé.

Sitting at the table, Banner one side of him and Parker who was fidgeting the other, Tony glanced around, stopping on the new recruits. Wilson had found someone called Ant-Man, who he had looked into, and was a little pissed that the guy had broken into the facility next to the compound a few weeks ago. Though knowing he worked with Hank Pym, impressed Tony. He glanced to the other side of the table, where Romanoff was sitting with a blonde haired, surly faced former widow. Tony smirked to himself, he hadn't even spoken to the woman, and yet he had a feeling, that her and Barnes would be best friends before the end of the day.

'We waiting on anyone else?..'.. He asked, seeing everyone present.

'Only Hill and Carter..'.. Steve cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Sure he'd flirted, gone on a date with Carter, kissed, but it was very weird, knowing she was Peggy's great niece.

'Try not to hump her leg when she walks in..'.. Tony chuckled, seeing Steve blush.

'Tony, dial it down..'.. Nat reprimanded... 'This is important, serious, we don't have time to referee you two right now..'

'Mommy has spoken..'.. Tony held his hands up and she rolled her eyes.

'Do I want to know?..'... Yelena asked next to her, rocking her seat side to side.

'No..'..

Finally, Hill and Carter joined them all, Carter sitting next to Sam, while Hill stayed at the end of the table... 'We have scoured through all our avenues, files and informants, and we still don't know who it is. Only that the list went missing six months ago, and then a week later, the first one was killed..'.. Hill swipes her tablet, bringing it up on the big screen next to her for them all to see.

'Have you done a full sweep of each scene?..'.. Tony asked, studying the photo of the target, Gordon Vincent, 56 years old, former commissioner of Boston.

'Yes. We even have blueprints of the scene for virtual reconstruction. We've swabbed every surface for any possible prints but-..'

'Who was he with?..'.. Parker spoke, his hand up.

'Kid, put your hand down..'.. Tony gestured.

'Sorry..'.. Parker lowered his hand... 'But he was with someone, right?..'

'He was alone. There's no evidence he was with anyone at the time he was killed, aside from our suspect..'.. Hill pulled up the image of the calling card that was left, showing Nats widow logo.

'But..'.. Parker got up, and moved to the other end of the table. He was nervous, as he stood in front of Hill... 'Can I..?..'.. He nodded to her table. She assessed him for a moment, before handing it over.

Tony watched the kid, seeing him frowning at the tablet. The picture on the screen returned to that of the target, and Parker enlarged a section for the all to see... 'Right here..'.. A red circle appeared as Parker drew it... 'Do you see it?..'

Tony frowned, and then got up moving closer. It was the window in the background, but he still couldn't quite see what the kid was talking about... 'What are you seeing?..'