Bobbi: You said you swept the area? Did you find anything?
Specifically, any weapon of Japanese origin?
Natasha: As a matter of fact, yes. These places have lots of hidey holes, used for many different things. But nothing like this.
Bobbi: A kusarigama.
Clint: Another old ninja weapon.
Bobbi: An American spy set up as a member of the Japanes edlegates security team was killed last night with a shinobi-zue.
Natasha: You saw the weapon?
Bobbi: No, but I recognized the wound. And now this. Hidden in a place where only you would find it. Someone knew you would look.
Clint: Breadcrumbs, huh?
Bobbi: How well did you trust this source?
Natasha: They called in on a secure line only I would know.
Bobbi: Two calls, leading two people to the same place. Both counted among the dead, but someone knew they would call us. Or reach us somehow.
Clint contributes approximately nothing to this conversation. Bobbi and Natasha basically talk over him, since they are good at spying and he is not.
From Widowmaker #1, by Jim McCann and David López.