"There was a bit of shouting and carrying on around 2:30 that night. I asked Miss Carter if she was alright, but she said it was just a film and she really didn't seem to want me around, so I left her alone. About 15 minutes later, I hear this loud crashing, and when I came 'round the corner her door was swinging about and her chair and the wardrobe were both smashed up."
"And the man she was talking to? What happened to him?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid. He was gone before I got there, but I'm sure there was somebody else in there when I knocked. I'm just sure I heard arguing."
"Arguing about what?"
She shrugs, a little embarrassed.
"Don't know that either, sorry. They stopped before I got to the door. Sounded rather heated to me, though." The young woman shakes her head, beaded braids clacking softly against each other as she adjusts her glasses.
"Captain Rogers… I understand that your first priority is Miss Carter's safety, and that's ours too, but we have other residents to be worried about. Are they in danger? Do you know who was in Miss Carter's room? Are they going to come back?"
"No, they'll be fine." Steve shakes his head. "He won't be back. He got what he came for. This is the part where he disappears."