Bronte came to, ringing in her ears, as she tried to get up and climb out of the car. "When did we flip?" she thought to herself before looking to the front seat. Ulysses was gone but her thoughts were shifted once more as she heard Everett's voice.

"We're about to get you out of there, Bron," her reassured her as his face joined his voice once he crouched down to the vehicle.

She swallowed and took a deep breath, "Ross, where is Klaue? If the Black Panther got him, he'll be killed in a matter of hours," she stated, attempting to make her concern show as strictly business.

Ross shook his head, "No, we got him. Once we get you out of here, we'll go interrogate him."

Ross disappeared for a moment leaving Bronte alone with her thoughts. She couldn't let Ulysses know she was CIA and her time with him was an assignment but she could become a double agent, she thought to herself, dangerously.

Before she could continue fine tuning her plan, a firefighter reached in and pulled her out of the confines of the SUV. "Ma'am how do you feel?" the man asked, looking her over for visible injuries.

She shook her head, "I'm good," she turned to Everett, "Let's go find out what we need to from Klaue," her tone was determined even though her mind was putting together a breakout.

Ross nodded, "Ride with me?" he offered which she accepted and he led her to his car. Once they were inside, Ross continued the conversation, "After we finish with Klaue, I was wondering if you'd like to grab a drink? I'd say dinner but I'm not sure about the cuisine South Korea has to offer," he asked, his tone nervous.

Bronte looked at him, her mind working overtime now, "Agent Ross, are you asking me out on a date?"

He seemed slightly taken aback by her directness and faltered, "It doesn't have to be if you'd prefer just to get drinks as co-workers."

She softened, not wanting to hurt his feelings, and smiled tenderly, "I'm so sorry, Everett but I am in a relationship. I know that must be surprising but I've kept it secret because I didn't want anything to distract from my work but I'm happy to get a drink with you as friends," she tried to explain in a way that would let him down easy.

Everett nodded, looking back at the road, "I completely understand. I'm sorry if my advance made you uncomfortable in any way," he confessed before continuing their journey in silence.

Bronte didn't know what to say so she stayed quiet as well, until they reached the facility. Ross guided her down the halls to the interrogation room where King T'Challa and his bodyguard Okoye were waiting. She could hear Ulysses taunting the King through the glass as she and Ross began the discussion of how this questioning would be handled.

After listening to T'Challa and Ross argue back and forth, Bronte moved forward, "Let me go in," she began, "I've been undercover with him for months which means the shock of knowing he's been betrayed may be enough to get him to tell us what he knows. What do you think?"

Agent Ross looked at King T'Challa, who nodded, "It's not the worst idea I've heard. Go ahead, Rossi."

She hesitated before walking in and turned back, "Turn off the audio until I give you the signal," she showed them a hand motion, "It may take a minute for him to process what is happening and I don't need you all to hear some of the details from my time undercover," she requested, flashing a sweet smile.

Ross began to shake his head but T'Challa nodded, "I agree with her assessment." Ross nodded as well, deactivating the audio in the room as Bronte entered the room.

Ulysses looked over at the sound of the door and his face took on a look of horror when he saw that Bronte was the one entering, "What is this all about?" he asked, his tone hurt though he tried to sound unaffected.

"Calm down," Bronte urged, taking the seat across from him, "I was with the CIA when we met. You were my assignment though your deal with them didn't need me at all to take place, but I'm not theirs anymore," she began to explain.

"You lied to me?" he replied, his tone more filled with sadness then anger, "What about everything between us?"

"That is all real," she replied, "I wasn't sent in to seduce you, just to get in your gang, but I want to be with you more then I want this so I'm going to break you out of here. Can you still trust me?" she asked, readying to give them the signal to listen in.

Ulysses stared at her, his eyes locked on hers, before he finally spoke, "Do you love me, Bronte because I have loved you for a long time?"

She nodded, suppressing the emotion from her face, "Yes, Ulysses very much. It goes against everything I've been trained to do and what I believe in, but I do love you," she declared before adding, "Be ready."

He nodded as Bronte gave the signal allowing Ross, T'Challa and Okoye to listen to their conversation which they continued as if nothing intense had happened.

"Klaue," Bronte began, her tone rough, "You're just upset that I was able to infiltrate your system but I am going to need you to move past that and tell me what you know about Wakanda," she added, "Remember that country you robbed of all its vibranium? Do you even feel a little bad doing that to a third world country?"

Klaue looked at her, an evil gleam dancing in his eyes, "I don't know how you expect me to tell you anything when the person who has your answers is on the other side of the glass," he prodded T'Challa once more, "The Black Panther is right there and you have me tied up."

"Are you telling me that King T'Challa is the Black Panther?" she scoffed, though she knew its truth, "What are you going to say next, that he has a spaceship?"

Ulysses laughed, gasping as he tried to speak, "I wouldn't imagine the Wakandans are far away from a spaceship. They use vibranium to make technological advances those like Tony Stark aren't even close to," he revealed, his laughter changing into a dark, menacing tone.

Everett was opening the door to join Bronte, the wall exploded from the opposite side of the glass and Killmonger and his girl Linda were there to grab Klaue and Rossi.

"This was your plan?" Ulysses asked as she was untying him amidst the chaos surrounding them.

"I didn't know what Killmonger would do but this is his style," she replied, "Just be glad they helped me because they weren't just going to let me walk you out the door," she added unfastening the last of his ties.

Once he was free, he grabbed her hand and they raced out with Erik and Linda into the back of a van, getting away as quickly as possible.