[PHONE CALLS]
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"Don't do it, Peter. You're not allowed to."
"Shut up, Natasha. I can do whatever I want."
"Peter, don't ever talk to me like that. And I swear on your identity, if you do this, you will get yourself killed."
Silence on the other side.
"You're lucky I forgot my suit at home."
"Get to class, you have a geometry test today." Natasha hung the phone up and checked the scope of her gun.
She was sitting on possibly the shittiest roof in the entirety of Queens. The only thing keeping someone from falling off the side was a rusted bar not four inches from the ground. It was conveniently tall enough for her to drape her legs over it from the knees, and rest a gun on top of it.
She picked up her phone again and spoke into it.
"Tony, it's Nat again. Just letting you know I've set up a base for myself," she glanced at her manicured black nails, "I have a gun set up in case we need a forced entry. Shoot to aim, I know. They gave me a number to call for a ransom, so when you're ready for that I've got it. I need a plan here, though. Are you coming? Are you sending a team? And Mari isn't coming, right? If she can't stand after her powers, I don't think she'd be very prepared to fight. Anyways, call me back."
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"Louis, it's Mari. I need you to call me back, ASAP. I need you to tell me why you left home."
Mari locked her phone and rested her head on the back of her seat. Tony had left her in the car and on a side street so he could find and talk to Natasha. He instructed Mari to call her brother, to check her bases.
Tony seemed awful suspicious of her brother.
In a handful of minutes, her phone buzzed and she answered.
"Mari?" her brother's familiar voice beckoned. She hadn't spoke to him for a month or so.
"Louis, hey," she tried to covered her worry with nonchalantness.
"Hey. What's up?"
"I need you to tell me why you left home."
"Why?"
"I just need to," she stated stubbornly. "Please."
"Fine, my boss fired me. I didn't want you to be disappointed, so I said I had another job offer."
"You're lying."
"What—"
"You told us your lease was up. Something with the landlord. You didn't say anything about your job."
"Mari, listen—"
"Stop it. You're lying to me and you know it. We're family, tell me the truth," she commanded angrily.
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poison | parker | book one
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