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LUNA WAS STILL RECOVERING. They hadn't found out why her healing wouldn't work, but Luna was working on getting those answers.
Steve gathered the team, passing around the iPad with a photo of Strucker's dead body on the screen, "What's this?" Tony asked.
"A message. Ultron killed Strucker." Steve answered.
"And he did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us." Tony added.
"This is a smokescreen. Why send a message when you've just given a speech?" Natasha asked.
"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss." Steve handed Luna a blanket, draping it over her shoulders. Since she had been injured, he was treating her like a baby, which she found both endearing and annoying.
"Yeah, I bet he..." Natasha began, but the computer beeped, causing her to stop, and look at the screen, "Yep. Everything we had on Strucker has been erased."
"Not everything." They tossed lids off the boxes as they went through every paper file they had.
"Known associates. Well, Strucker had a lot of friends." Steve stated.
"Well, these people are all horrible." Bruce sighed.
"Wait. I know that guy." Tony noticed, and Bruce handed him the file he was looking at, "From back in the day. He operates off the African coast, black market arms." Steve gave him an accusing look, "What? There are conventions, alright? You meet people, I didn't sell him anything. He was talking about finding something new, a game changer, it was all very "Ahab."
Thor pointed to a scar on the back of Klaue's neck, "This.
"Uh, it's a tattoo. I don't think he had it..."
"No, those are tattoos, this is a brand." Thor corrected.
"May I?" Luna asked, and Thor handed her the file. She inspected the scar, "It's a word in an African dialect. When translated to English, it means thief in a not-so child friendly way." She explained, and looked, meeting all of their shocked faces, "What?"
"How is it that you know this?" Tony asked.
"I'm a witch. I'm a wealth of knowledge." She shrugged.
"Right, well, what dialect?" Steve asked.
"Wakandan." Luna stated, looking from the scar on Klaue's neck, to Steve and Tony.
"If this guy got out of Wakanda with some of their trade goods..."
"I thought your father said he got the last of it?"
