Chapter 88 - Patience (1/2)
Jarvis replied after a few seconds. ”Felicia Sara Hardy, Daughter of Walter and Lydia Hardy, owners of the Hardy Foundation.” A picture of two a.d.u.l.ts joined the close up of the brunet girl. The mother was a spitting image of her daughter.
Tony nodded his head; he remembered a few of the deals he had with the hardy foundation now that he was out of the weapons business. He needed to find a gift for Pepper last year and one of the things they dealt heavily in was the antique business.
He had got quite the nice 18th century necklace for her. She had loved it, showing her gratitude the night and morning after, which was probably the only reason he remember them so vividly. A small smirk came to his lips before he refocused back on Jarvis.
”Walter Harvey is an ex-criminal turned business man, known around the world as the renowned jewel thief 'The Cat'. Shield files indicate he even did some missions for shield to wipe his sheet clean.” Natasha and Clint both raised their eyebrows at that.
Though Natasha had never heard of him, Clint could vaguely remember hearing mentions of one of the best thief's in the world retiring, code named 'The Cat'. He had still been up and coming in Shield at the time though.
”This might interest you Sir, Shield files indicate that his daughter has taken up the family business.” A new picture appeared before them showcasing a platinum blond wearing tight black leather. It was a bit hard to make out everything thanks to the low quality of the picture, but they could see enough.
*Whistle!!!* Tony gave a wolf whistles as he looked at the picture. ”I would like to remind you sir that this picture was taken, 2 years ago at a minimum and her files indicate she would be 16 years of age.” Tony froze for a second, before deflating and shivering, he started mumbling to himself over and over.
”I'm not into young girls, I'm not into young girls.” It almost became a mantra as the others looked at Tony with slight pity, amus.e.m.e.nt and disgust at the slip up. As Tony's world started to come apart the others got back to the topic at hand.
”So the Daughter took to her father's life in crime?” Clint nodded at Natasha's words; his eyes were locked onto a small scrolling bar that held Felicia's information. ”Yes, she in well trained in martial arts and athletics, she might have done it after discovering her father's past, or maybe something else triggered her actions. But looking at what she stolen in her time, she's pretty impressive.”
Natasha and Steve also looked at the list as it rolled by, taking in most of the details. Natasha was feeling relieved after seeing that Peter wasn't in any danger, but until she actually met with him she was a bit on edge.
The most recent picture, him standing next to Felicia, she easily noticed the improvement in his condition. His cheeks were less gaunt, his eyes seemed a bit brighter than usual and his clothes had been replaced.