Bucky shrugged. "Who knows what they..."

He was interrupted by the waist-high door swinging open again. There was a soldier with a gun aimed inside at them... and crouched next to him was a roly-poly man who looked more like someone's benign, jolly uncle than one of the world's greatest threats.

Zola smiled at him, and Bucky shuddered, inching closer against Len without realizing it. "Sergeant Barnes. I'm so pleased we meet again. This way, please. We have so much to discuss."