Sirens wail and lights flash as Agent Ross gets out of the car, followed shortly by a blonde woman in a long white dress, who trains a sidearm on Klaue.

There's little choice left to him; T'Challa releases his grip on Klaue's throat and allows the man to crumple. Klaue gasps for breath but chuckles as Task Force personnel swarm the area to apprehend him, and despite the habit's mask, locks his gaze for a moment on T'Challa's.

"C'est la vie," Klaue says, shrugging, and giggles as he's lead to the Task Force vehicle.