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Mrs. Jones P.O.V. I thought all this was over not until, just last month, assassins who I believe were from our sponsor, the man from the north. He sent men to kill me when he heard that I was alive and I was in town. I had to watch my movement and be very careful, in addition, I had to change my looks and move out of my luxurious house. I had to move to the slums and start work as a cabman. I ain't doing this cab work because I am broke, hell no, I am damn wealthy, I have almost fifty million dollars in my two accounts. I am only doing this to survive and wait for the right person that needs to hear what I am currently telling you. Immediately he said this, an unbelievable thing happened, I saw him fall on his steering and blood traveled around the car. "What?" I stuttered and immediately came out of the car. I felt sorry for Dreg and at the same time, I was glad that he was able to tell me every single detail before he died. Now my answer regarding S.H.I.E.L.D. has been a