Maybe, definitely should have thought about this instead of blurting the first thing that came to mind, because Tony cleared his throat with some discomfort and took that as a good excuse to delay with a sip of his coffee as he glanced toward the doors. It wasn't like Bucky was just going to walk in any second. "Assassinated," he said, fingers still dancing over the mug as he put it down. "By someone he thought was a friend. For their fortune, old money, you know, had plenty of time to make lineages of enemies."