Natalia listened as Bruce explained. That must have hurt, hearing that someone like HYDRA apparently had work belonging to his wife. "So the threat is real and they are indeed trying to make an army of you," she nodded, her voice neutral. She took the papers, looking over each of them carefully before she heard the door click. The one that was leading into the room.
"Говно" she cursed and then looked to Bruce, "Get out of here, now. Someone's here." She hadn't counted on the gentleman coming back early, or anyone coming there at all. It could be housekeeping but still, the lounge singer and pianist should not be snooping around the room of the hotel's wealthier patrons.