"Ten blocks out," Romanoff says, packing the glider back into itself. "Prepare to lose visuals, if you haven't already," she adds, and takes off the wig. Shoving it into a storage compartment in the pack, she quickly unbraids her hair and shakes it loose.

"I'm going to do a little B&E, there are enough shops around here. Should find something so I don't look like Tanya."

Getting arrested in Moscow would jut be unbelievably embarrassing. No real threats of Siberia anymore, but Fury's wrath?

(And if any of the cops had any ties to Fjodorov...)