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Steve follows her down the hall, keeping himself between her and everyone else in the reception area. Behind them, Kwan's face twists again as he storms out of the room in the opposite direction, trailed by his guards. "We will have to intercept them," he snaps, moving quickly down the hallway and into the stairwell. "I refuse to let this slip from my hands."

Outside the building, where he's stationed in one of the JTTF surveillance vans, T'Challa's voice sounds in Everett Ross's ear. "They are moving!" It takes a lot to keep his teeth from grinding at not being the one to call the shots on this one, but Wakanda's king has more than earned his trust, and it's one of his people on the inside; none of his team had been able to secure an invitation.

"Go!" he snaps to his task force. "Green light, green light, all teams converge!"