semi-plotted starter for @ludicrousspeed !
Natasha was staring down her scope from the next building over. The cafe on the corner looked ordinary enough, despite being a front for all sorts of shady business. Not drug deals-- those were the restaurant down the street-- but the exchange of information, and in this case, sensitive materials that could lead to a war if it got in the wrong hands.
She kept careful watch, hyper-analyzing every movement of every patron who came and went, trying to figure out which ones were relevant to her mission, when a blur sped through her line of sight. She blinked twice, only for it to happen again. What the hell was that?
Packing up, she took the stairs down to the entrance to get a closer look.