"You have your orders, Agent Sitwell, and I suggest you do it quickly."
"You have any idea who this friend is, Coulson, or are we just going off of one of your hunches?" Sitwell started typing furiously, throwing up a false trail, taking out the main path to SHIELD's secure data.
"I'd rather have a friend than an enemy, let's just focus on that for now." Coulson went silent, already sure he knew who the enemy was in this situation. Nigma.