𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕤 // ℙ. 𝕄𝕒𝕩𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕗𝕗

Chapter 70: The Stolen Painting

Farah was sitting in the Conference Room with Wanda, looking down at the file in front of her.

Nat was sitting at the end of the table while Steve was attempting to pull a picture up on the screen for them. He thought he had succeeded, so Cap pointed to the screen. It was still blank, causing Wanda and Farah to just look at it with raised eyebrows.

"Elias Kruz," Cap said, pointing to the blank screen. Natasha just cleared her throat and stood up, walking over to the screen and pressing a button to actually turn it on. Steve watched her with furrowed eyebrows and she walked past him again to get back to her seat.

"Oh, thanks," He said to her, looking at the screen in confusion. Natasha placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a small smile. They both looked at each other for a moment causing Farah to raise her eyebrows.

She glanced over at Wanda with a smirk, wiggling her eyebrows, They are totally sleeping with each other, She thought to herself, knowing that Wanda was probably reading her mind. Farah was right and Wanda scoffed a little, nodding her head in agreement.

A picture of a middle-aged man with a long, bushy grey beard appeared on the screen. Cap looked behind him, "Elias Kruz, ex-prisoner who runs an underground weapon dispensary out of New York City," Steve said, debriefing the three.

"He and a few of his men are planning on raiding the Metropolitan Museum of Art tonight in hopes to steal Claude Monet's, Bridge Over a Pond of Lillies," Steve added, reading it off the file he had. Farah glanced over at Nat who looked like she had already heard all of this. Wanda leaned back in her chair.

"Ok, so we are stopping them, yes?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, looking at Steve. He nodded his head.

"Yes, in theory, but you three can also bring Kruz in as well, the warrant for his arrest has been out for months," Cap said to them. Farah was looking down at her file and she glanced back up at the other three.

"I'm not complaining, more just curious," Farah said to them, "But why is this a three-person job?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. She didn't see why it would require her, Nat, and Wanda.

Steve looked at her with a sigh, leaning against the table, "Because the weapons he uses are highly advanced technology," Cap said to her, "After the battle of New York, multiple people got their hands on alien weaponry and there have been mass developments in the tech since," He explained to her. Farah nodded her head, leaning back in her seat.

"These guys aren't going to just have any regular old guns, these are highly enhanced weapons that can cause a lot of damage, you three will have your hands full," He said as almost a warning. Farah took a deep breath, looking at the screen.

"Recovering a century-old painting and fighting alien technology?" She muttered to herself, "Sounds easy," she added sarcastically with a small smile on her face.

"You'll have to leave tonight, but that's up for Romanoff to decide," Steve added, looking over at Nat. He glanced over at the clock on the wall, "I have another meeting so good luck," Steve said sincerely, he nodded his head at Farah, "You've got this, Wilks," He said to her before leaving the room.

Nat sighed and looked at the other two, "Alright ladies, we leave at midnight since they are planning to raid at three, go rest in the meantime," She said, standing up from her chair, "We've got a long night ahead of us," Nat added before getting up. Wanda and Farah both stood up as well.

Farah widened her eyes a little, feeling a small pain in her core. She did her best to ignore it, walking over to the door with the others. The three of them began to walk down the hall, Nat being the first one to walk in a different direction.