Shadow of the Past (Captain America) // ✔️ //

Chapter 11: The fear of the tail

If one more man slapped her ass, Antonia was going to rip off his arm, slap him with it, and then shove it up his ass. She didn't care that she had a broken arm, which was feeling better with each passing day, or that she only weighed 100 pounds, she was going to beat each one of those assholes, who touched her ass. She didn't care that she was sex on legs as they had no right to touch her without her permission, and believe her, none of them had her permission.

Antonia put back the hammer that some asshole had changed his mind about when he was checking out. He had given her his best smile that he could muster and asked her in the most annoying manly voice he could if she wanted to go out with him. She politely told him no, but that didn't work as this was the third time that he had done that. He had come in every day for the last few days and done the same thing, which was really infuriating. She had told Nick about it, but he just waved it off as nothing. He was happy about the increase in sales that Antonia brought it and didn't want to start a fight with anyone by addressing it.

"All men are assholes," she muttered as she took a seat behind the front desk. When she got the cast off, Nick had agreed to let her do more tasks, but for now, he had her seated behind the counter to ring people out. It made her the first person people see when they walked by, which annoyed the hell out of her. Since they were located a couple of blocks down from a few bars, a lot of drunken man walked by, and nine out of ten times, they would come in just to bug her. She didn't know what it was or what gave them the idea that it was okay to sexually harass her, but it really needed to stop. It was making her go crazy, and if she didn't need this job, she would pick up the hammer that she had just put back and bang their faces in with it.

With a big greedy smile, Nick walked out from his office and handled Antonia an envelope. "Here's your money for the week," he said with a smile.

Antonia thanked him before taking the cash filled envelope. Considering this was the 1940's, it wasn't a large amount, but Antonia was okay with anything. Plus, she was glad that he was willing to pay her under the table, because there wasn't any other way. Even if she knew what her SSN, it wouldn't be good in this time. "Thanks," she said as she pocketed the cash in her grey dress.

"I'll lock up Antoniaght," he said as he walked past her.

That was fine with her, because she didn't want to be here any longer than she needed to be. "K," she replied as she crossed to the coat hanger for Rogers' coat. She had promised herself that she would buy herself a coat as soon as she got enough money, because she didn't want to keep borrowing Rogers' coat. Maybe, she could do that now, because she didn't want to keep relying on him. After putting on his coat, she reached down for her bag, which held a few tools that Nick had let her take. He had asked why she needed them, but she told him it was for a project. "I'll be back tomorrow."

He looked up from the cash he was counting. "You can take tomorrow off."

"Are you sure?" she asked. It really didn't matter to her as it gave her time to scope out Stark Industries. If she wanted to get her device back, she would need to know everything about the company, a company that she would ran and sign over in the future.

"Yes," he said without giving any explanation. "And I'm sorry about the asshole earlier. I'll talk to him about it."

"Thanks," Antonia stated, not expecting Nick to do that. She exited the shop with a smile on her face. Walking outside, she took a look around just to make sure she wasn't being followed. She hadn't seen her stalker, the guy who had been tailing her since the diner, in the last few days and that had her worried. Did he already have what he wanted? Did she scare him off? Or worse, was he still watching her and she not know it? That freaked her every time she thought about it and she hated that feeling.