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Phil looked up from an antique model car he had been toying with on his desk.
“Thank you, Agent Romanoff. You can just set it there. Yes, thank you. Before you go, I have a new assignment for you and Barton. Can you contact him?”
“Yes, sir. I can do that.”
“Good,” he smiled. “Here is your assignment.” Coulson stood and handed her yet another case file, which felt slightly heavier than the last one in her hand. “Have you ever been to Budapest?”
Natasha, who had grown accustomed to not letting her emotions show, coolly played off the flood of memories that inundated her mind at the mention of the place.
“Budapest? I can’t say that I have.”