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Steve Rogers

"Rumlow's dead. This isn't possible." 

I shake my head at Sam's words. 

"We live in a world where gods wield magical hammers and people can control things with their minds. This isn't a stretch, " I sigh, leaning against the wall of the ramshackle warehouse we have set up in.

Sam shrugs. 

"Just saying, it's just me and you on this one."

I hate to admit it, but it's true. 

Suddenly, my mind comes up with a possibility.  

"What if we get Nat?"


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