Chapter fourteen!
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Jackie was fiscally shaking with excitement behind Margaret as she stared at the unknown man in front of her. She was frightened of him, she had seen what she had thought to be his car parked out front in her flashes and anything to do with her powers scared her."You never told me you applied for an internship with TONY FRICKING STARK!" Jackie whispered loudly in Margaret's ear.
what internship? The redhead had no idea what the big deal about this man was. He smiled at the loud words of excitement coming from the older woman. The girl took notice of a large black eye he was styling at that moment and unconsciously stared at it for a bit longer than needed.
"Wendy is it okay I If I speak with her alone?, just business things," he said. The girl just stared at him a bit harshly for someone she had no impersonation on. What the hell did he want and why was Jackie so overly excited to see him. And what did he mean by "business things'?
"Of course, of course" she replied a bit too quickly, walking out of the room and leaving through the door. Margaret had been giving her a face as if to say, do not leave this room under any circumstances, but nothing in that moment could stop the next load of information that was about to be handed to her,
Stark walked back to were he had stood up and sat motioning for Margaret to also. She did so bregrudgedly, stiff as a board jaw clenched. The redhead had nothing to say so she kept her mouth shut and her jaw tight.
"Look, I'm going to get to the facts, I know who you are, I know what you are and I'd like you to help me"
Margaret sat there stunned her eyes wide. After all her reassurance that nobody had found her out, somebody had. Her breathing became heavy and her heart began to beat at an irregular pace.
"Why? why me?" she questioned tears threatening to fall.
"Because your special and I'm in a tight spot"
The girl shifted uncomfortably. "What do you know?"
"Enough" Stark seemed amused with himself seeing the angry look on Margaret's face after his useless answer. "Okay, okay, I know that you have powerful abilities that could be useful to me now"
"You want to use me?"
"No, I want you to help me"
She looked at him before answering, why would this stranger expect her to trust him? How was she to know that he could be trusted in the first place?
"Tell me more," she said in spite of her fear.
"Well I had an unfortunate argument with a-" he paused "An associate of mine, and it resulted in my team splitting and now they're in trouble so we need to stop them before they get into any more"
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