Recluse -- no, Stephanie -- scowled at the newspaper. Heroes. Well, perhaps. They weren't the ones who'd stolen her and what she read in the papers did sound like they'd done a good thing. But they still wouldn't let her go back where she belonged.

Except she was no longer quite so sure she wanted to go back to Hydra. Her handlers had always told her she'd been saving people and fixing the world. What she saw since USAgent knocked her out, she had started to doubt.

She set it down, sighing, and stood. Maybe she could sneak off and do some training without everyone watching her. At least then, she wouldn't have to think.