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Chapter 4: The Invention
Howard returned to his basement workshop with a mug of coffee in each hand. Not seeing his friend, he walked down the hall to knock on the bathroom door. To his surprise, it was wide open.
"Peggy?" he called. "Agent Carter?"
No answer.
He peered into the restroom, then opened the doors to the three utility rooms in the hallway. Finally he looked toward the alcove between the bathroom and the door that preceded it. What he noticed made him gasp in shock and drop the coffee cups. The Insta-Port was missing. If Peggy had stepped into the box and flicked the switch, he shuddered to think what may have happened to her.
The invention had the potential to revolutionize transportation. If it worked, it would be even bigger than his hovering automobile. But when he had tested the instant transportation device three weeks ago, things had gone horribly awry. He had tried to send the box to Central Park, but nobody had been able to find it there. When he had used the remote recall to bring the box back, the lab rat inside was dead. The location code claimed the machine had never left Stark's home.
"PEGGY!" Howard yelled.
He ran for the remote recall to call the Insta-Port back. When the box materialized he ran to the door and thrust it open. Empty.
No…wait. Not completely empty. There was a note.
Da Howard:
Don't worry about Peggy Carter. She's ok. She's great…fabulous! She wants to thank you for everything. I wish I could tell you more…I'm bad at this…just, take care of yourself, and be happy, ok?
A.H.S.
P.S. Keep working on the Insta-Port. It's got potential. You know you're brilliant, right?
Who was A.H.S. and how did he, or she, know about the Insta-Port? Was Peggy really alright? Howard wondered if he would ever know the answers to the questions that haunted him.