Wasn’t it bad to disrespect the dead or something? That’s what Tony assumed and if this guy carried on, he’d get a fistful. “You know, I don’t think that’s any of your business. Why are you here again?” He asked, his eyes narrowing a little. He wasn’t exactly sure what to think of the man but he kept reminding himself about the metallic band around his wrist.

“Believe me, I know more than SHIELD lets you to know on about.” James smiled softly, hand thumbing the knife in his pocket “I just merely wanted to see what the scum of the earth produced.” Another smile, although this one seemed heavily twisted “You know, your mother screamed for you when she died. ’Leave Anthony. He’s too young’. Almost heart breaking, really.”
“You realize this room blocks out any signal I want to? Jarvis is always a handy AI to have around.” He replied, a small...
As the door clicked closed, James’ eyes rolled, hands shoved the ear piece back into his ear, before he muttered a quick...