Sam, Natasha, Wanda, and Vision rushed into the room where they would find Sam’s much needed Falcon exo-suit. The area, designed to be a meeting room for those in Parliament, had become a treasure trove of stolen items that Dr. Frost and her goons had acquired.
“We have to be careful,” Vision said, his face still pained from the attack earlier. “Dr. Frost is near.”
“I sure am,” rose the voice of Dr. Frost as she stepped into view on the other side of the room. She smiled as she beheld the four heroes. Her head cocked to the side. “Looking for something?”