Chapter 6: meeting ....II
Dave sat in his office, his eyes fixed on the man across from him, maintaining a kind yet slightly tense smile.
"You said your name was Phil Coulson?" Dave asked, curiosity and suspicion brewing in his mind. The man nodded politely.
'Why is S.H.I.E.L.D. already on to me?' Dave thought, trying to figure out how his identity might have been compromised. 'Did I make a mistake?'
His mind raced through every possible scenario. Could Trish's arrival have alerted someone? Was it something in his recent actions? Before he could fully dive into his thoughts, Coulson's calm voice broke through, pulling him back to the present.
"Yes, my name is Phil Coulson. Did your father ever mention me?" Coulson asked, his usual polite smile on his face.
"No, he never mentioned anyone by that name. Actually, he never really talked about anyone," Dave replied.
"That's understandable," Coulson said with a sigh. "James always wanted to keep you away from the political and business struggles, letting you live a simple, comfortable life instead."
"do you now my father?" Dave asked lookin at him while inwardly he thought ' Was my father connected with SHIELD?'
"Yes, we were friends and colleagues," Coulson continued. "We worked together many times, even."
"And what else?" Dave asked, curious to learn more.
"Well, one thing that made your father truly respected was his compassion. He opened an orphanage, saving countless children—homeless, orphans, or those caught in struggles between opposing forces. He made sure they had a chance," Coulson added, his voice touched with nostalgia.