𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 Everhart doesn't trust fate. After life took away her chance at a happy family, how could she? It isn't until she is forced to move to Brooklyn in 1936 that things begin to unexpectedly look up. She meets two city boys, forming a friendship...
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN ❝ showgirls ❞
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THERE WAS A solemn frown on Steve's face as Lucy took his blood. He had just come back from running after the gunman that killed Dr. Erskine, successfully stopping him from taking a vial of the serum but left deeply unsettled by his last words.
Hail HYDRA.
Lucy pulled the needle out of Steve's vein after she finished filling all of the vials with his blood, releasing the tourniquet on his bicep and snapping him out of his daze.
"Think you got enough?" he asked.
Peggy sighed. "Any hope of reproducing the program is locked in your genetic code. But without Dr. Erskine, that would take years."
