Chapter 2
Clint watched through the one-way glass as Phil interrogated the woman who Natasha thankfully had recognized from being several years behind her in the Red Room. He smiled at Tasha even though he knew she couldn't see him as she stood behind Phil , her hand on her sidearm as she watched the woman with a death stare. If Tasha hadn't tagged along to what was supposed to be a late lunch interview between Clint and Phil's sister-in-law's student he would probably be in the hospital at best or the morgue at worst.
Hearing the door to the observation room open, Clint looked over his shoulder as Sitwell entered.
"He getting anywhere?" Sitwell asked.
"She just keeps repeating her name which is Velika Egorevna Kazakova, by the way, and what I guess must be her rank and serial number," Clint said, shrugging.
"What do you know about Phil's sister-in-law?" Sitwell asked.
"Not much," Clint said. "She's Edward's second wife. I met her once. She's a sociology professor; I think."
"What happened to his brother's first wife?" Sitwell asked.
"She died in a car accident three or four years ago," Clint said.
"Phil mention anything suspicious about it?" Sitwell asked.
"You think Carina has something to do with this," Clint said.
"I think she could be Kazakova's handler," Sitwell said. "I pulled Edward's marriage license. Carina's maiden name is Chapaev; I can't help but think that could be a pattern with Red Room graduates. Take Natalia Alianovna Romanova for instance."
"Shit," Clint said.
"I think you should take a team and pick-up the professor," Sitwell said. "I'll get someone else to watch Phil's back.
"You think Fury will let me take Tasha," Clint asked.
"I think he'd be crazy not to."