They were gathered in the common room, gear half-packed, weapons within reach, when Frankie finally said the words:
"We're going to HQ."
Everyone stopped.
Yelena blinked. "Like... Val's HQ?"
Frankie nodded once. Calm. Precise.
"She's watching us. She wants answers. So we're going to give them to her."
Bob shifted slightly. "Isn't that... dangerous?"
"Absolutely," she said.
Ava crossed her arms. "You have a death wish."
"I have a message."
John perked up. "Oh. Are we delivering a threat? I love threats."
Alexei clapped his hands. "Finally! Something dramatic!"
Frankie stepped forward, unfolding a small blueprint she'd sketched with surgical lines and quiet vengeance.
"You'll walk in. All of you. Calm. Casual. Say you've been together this whole time. That Bob's safe. That I'm gone."
Yelena raised a brow. "You expect them to believe that?"
Frankie's eyes gleamed.
"No. That's why I'll be there."
A beat.
"I'll come out of the shadows. Behind them. Behind her."
Everyone was quiet.
Then John whispered, "Damn, that's cool."
Bob blinked. "Is it bad I'm nervous for her?"
Bucky smirked. "Nope."
Frankie folded the map and tucked it into her jacket.
"We move in two hours."
"And when we get there..."
She turned to them-knife-sharp and steady.
"Let's give her something to be afraid of."
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Code Name: Untraceable
أدب الهواةShe's not on the roster. She's not in the system. She's not even supposed to be alive. Every mission the Thunderbolts run, she's there-appearing out of nowhere, tearing through enemies like a storm, then vanishing without a trace. One time? Coincide...
