The man gave a breathy laugh. “Your point? if you were even making an accurate point?” the man asked. Astrid rolled her eyes, arms crossed. She then began to watch Abigail. She was enticed and impressed by the seriousness the woman was playing.
“My point is we can help each other out. You tell us what we need to know and we will take care of whoever is behind this. Or we go with the other option and we make the offer to your buddies. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind protection, while we send you back to your boss who I bet will end up killing you,” said Abigail as she smiled. “Oh I’m sure you will tell your boss you didn’t say a word, but I bet this boss of yours will still kill you or torture you as punishment for getting caught.”
((In the case of Ultron and Whiplash torture would be used before killing him slowly))
The man had begun to mull over her words and he chewed on his lip. Astrid watched the man carefully, he must be in a pretty sticky situation. She thought to herself. She looked at Abigail, “She’s right. We can help. We are more then capable of protecting you guys. But we can’t until you tell us who they are.” She added.
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