May was quick to dry off and dress, looking through the phone her mother had given her.
Her throat hurt still but mild in comparison to her chest and head. She had a nice, ink dark bruise where the shot wound had been and no doubt on her forehead. Who knew cybertek would use an execution style kill. But given she had told them she was a shield agent, they probably weren't taking their chances. But at least they had given her the quick death she had wanted.
But as she headed out, she dialed up Maria, getting straight to her
"Was the mission a success?" Maria asked.
"Yes… i saved Simmons from getting shot, the team should have more intel on Cybertek stuff but I wasn't able to confirm it. I'll get back to the bug you planted...see if they talk about stuff." She answered.
"I take it you took a shot."
"Chest and execution style head shot. So quick death. I'm on my way back to the apartment now."
"Ouch, but you're okay?" May smiled softly at the sound of concern in her voice.
"Yes, a couple aspirins and rest then the headache will go."
"Yeah… because getting shot in the head is a normal occurrence…"
May rolled her eyes a little though paused as she saw a motorbike in the parking lot. "Did you by chance leave a motor here?"
"Yeah but it's one that we can spare, If you drop it off at a location drop spot that I've noted on, i can have someone return it back to the lake with a canister of stuff."
"Fair enough." That meant her mother wouldn't be popping here with stuff for her whenever she dies so not a lot of bother for her. Maria could get her a lot more things she'd need too.
"What's the plan now?"
"No idea. But I'll get a fair amount when i get back to the bug, as I said, I can update you later." she said before ending the call and walked straight to the motor bike, There was an envelope attached to it but no keys so she opened it up.
'Handles are calibrated to your hand prints to prevent it being nicked. Both hands on the bars and twist to activate the engine.'
Below that was an address to drop it off at. Not far from the safe house but it was something. She did not want to walk to a place that could be hours to get to and this really did the job, thank you Maria.
May threw her leg over the seat and say down, taking a moment to look at the handles, normal ones but there was a blue LED strip across the rubber like handles. She reached forwards then placed her hands on the handle. The LED light stip flickered green before she twisted the handles, the engine roared into life.
"..weird.." she mumbled quietly before letting it go, darting forwards, taking her leave from the park.
Coulson flicked through the files, sighing deeply. It was a lot of information. But it showed them much more light on the situation they had now they had gaps filled in. A huge help. G
Garrett was half robotic… how cold SHIELD miss that? Or at least the ones that weren't hydra. His find flickered back to the two team members killed from Garrett's team, killed for finding out…. That's how. No doubt how other shield agents were killed too…
"Garrett was the first Deathlok… Patient Zero." Coulson remarked, flipping up the few plastic sheets over some diagram of implants. "I heard He had gotten hit bad… but I never imagined he'd do this?"
"By all accounts he should be dead." Simmons added, "Internal bleeding, rupture to his kidneys...liver…spleen."
"I thought you didn't need your spleen..would they take at least that out?"
"The spleen is basically a bag of blood. It's never good to lose a big bag of blood…" Simmons shrugged. "The cybertek implants no doubt assisting organ function.. But they won't save him when deterioration continues to hit. I can guess he's on a clock."
"That's why he's so driven for the GH drugs…" Skye released, dropping down her files, folding her arms. "He doesn't just want the drugs to rejuvenate his soldiers, he wants it all for himself. Become a real life boy again and… if he makes an mass of controlled super soldiers as well then triple bonus points."
"Talk about multi-tasking…." Trip murmured, shaking his head. "But I'm not surprised, Lot of stuff he couldn't do himself, partly why Ward was on the bus, He trusts Ward with his life."
"How long did they know each other?" Coulson, asked, raising his head to look to Trip.
"Since he was a teenager…. 16 years, maybe. He liked to gloat that Ward could do things better. It was a hard reputation to stand next to."
"You're the grandson of a howling commando, You're a legacy." Skye pointed out.
Trip shrugged, "Didn't shine much. I didn't tell anyone but it's in my file. It's not who you're grandfather was to Garrett that makes you a good agent. Sure, He do doubt chuckled at the idea of a hydra agent working with a howling commando's grandson that was ignorant."
"Sorry." Skye quickly apologised, but Trip shrugged it off.
"I have a question, how is this suppose to help us find the bus? We still haven't got the thumb drive into a hydra system." Fitz pointed out.
"No, but the Trojan house will allow to track all the systems it's uploaded to, If they plug it into the bus, then we can track it via their." Skye answered, "It's probably too dangerous to try and get into it if we find it given the amount of Hydra agents that it might be housing."
"No, but if we take out Garrett, we can worry about the bus later. You can take over the systems like how the Hub did with the Bus. Trajectory it to a location. There's too little of us for what needs to be done. We can't spread out and multitask like they can." Coulson pointed out. "So we need to locate a Hydra computer asap."
"Since Cybertek was a failed lead in the computer area, we need to cover more ground."
"I can try to ID shipments, specifically the Cybertek ones, see where they lead. They need to have a base of operations somewhere and a place to deliver to." Trip decided, dropping his files onto the table then headed away.
"Fitz, go help. Simmons, can you go over the inventory of what we have and try and divide them up between us. We may need them for later times." Coulson started off, Both agents nodded then hurried off, leaving him alone with Skye.
"And me?" Skye asked.
"I want you to look into an agent, Agent Althea Rice. Maria Hill said she's an asset but won't show her face. Romanoff dumped files onto the internet, hers should be about. I've heard her name before."
"Okay, but where? If Agent...Rice wants to help, should we let her?"
"I don't have that luxury of trust. If I met her, got a scope of her personality and loyalty, Maybe I could. I don't want to get the loss of May to disrupt my judgement."
"Wasn't this the agent that Dug up your grave for the intel we watched."
"In broad daylight and a witness down the road walking their dog early." Coulson pointed out.
"So she can be IDed?"
"The only description we have was that she was asian, late 30s early forties and covered in mud. So not a lot to go on. "
"So an asian woman with the last name Rice, that has to be an Alias of sorts. It doesn't feel right..." Skye mused, a frown on her face. "Especially about the fact she knew where to find the intel and has never met you before and knew when to deliver it."
Coulson shrugged. "I know. I have considered the options which is why I need you to try and find out everything you can on her before I put my trust in her, Maria's blessing or not… I can't lose anyone else on this team."
Skye breathed in deeply, and nodded. "Sure. I'll dig about."
"Good." He pushed himself to his feet then walked away.