Could he man be any more annoying? She honestly didn't want to know the answer to that one. Rather than try to elaborate any more, Natasha just sat back in the seat, crossed her arms, and waited. She wasn't about to divest all of her secrets right out here in the yard, so Barnes could go back and tell Wilson, and Wilson would no doubt call Carter for verification, which would send the Power Broker so deep underground again Natasha would never be able to smoke her out.

She wasn't looking for Sharon to help her out of trouble. She was looking for Sharon to bring her to justice, to find out exactly what Carter had had her hands in these last five years. Because, despite everyone else's belief to the contrary, Natasha didn't believe Sharon Carter had been snapped along with half of the world's population. No, she'd been lying low somewhere, amassing her power base, and once she had enough leverage, she'd made her move.

Impressive, but the gig was now up.

The redhead tapped fingers against her arm, gazing solidly up at the super soldier blocking her door.

"Are we done?"