He hated it when Stark made sense about something personal, but the questions needed him to think and the vodka wouldn't help. He put the bottle and glass away and began pacing in front of the fireplace instead.
"Lyta and Corey aren't stupid, but they won't thank me if I start issuing orders to another team. They'll handle the issue in their own team." It practically killed him to say it. Corey was another little brother and Lyta... Lyta, he loved, had always loved, and he knew better than anybody who didn't grow up with her that she could take care of herself.
"I can't let it slide. Weapon X was there. Shostakov managed to team up with Weapon X to do all this. Evil on top of evil. I won't stop trying to find Shostakov, but he's in a coma. Weapon X is still running free."
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