Piper:

"Hello, my name is Piper Smith. I have come here today to represent Hydra's new plan. We call it Project Intercept" I paused, collecting my words. "Project Intercept is a way for peace; not just with other galaxies but with the world. The Avengers save the world from aliens ,while leaving terrorists to kill men, women, and children all around the world. We plan to stop that from happening."
"How do you propose we do that?" Asked a man sitting in a black computer chair. He wore a fancy suit usually seen in Men in Black and had short salt and pepper hair.
"Project Intercept will attack from the inside out by using biological warfare."
"Why Intercept?" Another man said, pushing his glasses closer to his face. I could tell that he paid too much for his haircut.
"Do you watch football, Mr..." I quickly read his badge. "Williams?"
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"Yes, I do, Ms. Smith."
"So, you are familiar with the term interception?" I asked.
"Yes, of course. It's when the defensive team takes the ball from the offensive team during the pass, creating an advantage for the defensive team."
"Exactly. That is our plan. Giving us – the defensive team – the advantage."
"Who did you say you work for, again?" The salt and pepper haired man asked.
"Hydra" I replied.
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"Excuse me, Ms. Smith" I heard, turning to see the well dressed man from earlier. I was walking to my car after a very successful 'sales pitch'.
"Yes?" I replied.
"My name is James Towers. I was wondering if I could show you some ideas I had."
"Sure," I said, dropping my leather purse in the car and following Mr. Towers. He stepped into the elevator and I followed, slipping in as the doors closed. I turned to see him click the button for the roof.
"So, what ideas do you have?' I asked, ignoring it.
"You'll see in a second," he said. My hands started to shake as I felt sweat drip down my temple. I may not be Sherlock Holmes, but I knew something was up. As we reached the top, the elevator dinged and the doors slid open.
"Mr. Tow..." I stopped, looking straight down the barrel of a handgun.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Smith, but you're on the wrong side of this."
"Project Intercept's main objective is to save people!" I said, trying to stay calm.
"Shut up!" He shouted, "Hydra is evil. My co-workers sadly believe your crap about Project Intercept. That's why we're gonna make this look like an accident."
"You don't have to do this..." I pleaded. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me across the gravel to the edge.
"Goodbye, Ms. Smith." He said lifting my body and throwing me off the building.