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Rooftop Meeting

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Keeping her gun aimed, Peggy Carter slides down onto the roof’s ground and faces the other woman. “Hello.”

“Natalia was one of the special ones. Look after her.”

“Did you send her to infiltrate us?”

“No. Her defection is genuine. Do me a favour, Peggy.”

“That’s laughable.”

She shrugs. “Keep your ears open. In a few days, I’m going to be dead. However you feel about me, Miriam liked me. Spread my ashes on her grave.”

Peggy draws a sharp breath. “Whatever situation you’ve gotten yourself into-”

“Cancer. Terminal.”


“Don’t bother with sorrys.”

“Of course not.”

They sit quietly.