The Eyes of Fate (Currently in Rewrite)

A Surprise Visit

Sentinel

Home Base

Laine, Oklahoma, USA

December 5th, 2019

Sentinel woke up to the sound of heavy knocking on the front door. Part of him wanted to roll back over and sleep some more, but a quick check of his phone showed that he had been asleep for almost an hour already. He rolled out of bed, figuring it was the others and their hands were full. The door opened just as he opened his bedroom door.

"You're not supposed to be here, Wist." Stellan's stern voice came from downstairs. Sentinel hadn't even realized that he was still here, but that wasn't near as surprising as hearing the other agent's name. "You were moved off the case, and I told you personally to stay away from this."

"Oh come on Stellan." Wist sounded casual, like they were chatting over coffee. "I was feeling so bad over what happened that I wanted to come apologize. To you, and to them."

Sentinel crept down the stairs, stopping at the corner about a foot from Stellan, who gave no acknowledgement that he was there. Something about the agent's stance told Sentinel that he didn't believe a word Wist was saying.

"Oh really?" Stellan raised an eyebrow. "Is the gun behind your back part of your 'apology'?"

"Damn, you really are as good as they say." Sentinel heard the click of a safety being turned off. "So maybeI didn't come here just to apologize."

"What's the plan here, Wist? Shoot me, then go hunting the Eyes?"

"Actually, I thought I'd take you all with me." A gun entered the house, the barrel only a few inches from Stellan's face. "So why don't you step on outside."

"You thought you could bring me and the Eyes with you all by yourself?" Stellan scoffed. "You really are every bit as overconfident as my initial assessment said you were."

"Oh, I'm not alone." Several car doors opened and shut, and Sentinel figured at least six people had gotten out. Not great odds. "I brought enough for all of you."

"There's only me here, and you didn't even bring enough people for that. Well, unless there's another five guys in the third car?" Stellan gestured out the door.

"What?" Wist sounded confused. "There's no third..."

Wist must have turned away, because Stellan jumped into action in that moment. He lunged forward, out of Sentinel's view. By the time he rounded the corner, ready to help, Stellan had a hand around Wist's wrist. The older agent yanked, and the gun flew out, skittering across the concrete and landing in front of Sentinel. Wist pulled his arm back as Stellan stepped forward, hitting Wist with a right cross hard enough that it spun him around.

Stellan advanced on Wist, probably to finish the job, but one of the seven other men present leveled a rifle at him. Stellan stepped back and raised his hands with a sigh. Wist straightened up with a victorious grin and produced a pair of handcuffs.

Sentinel bent down and grabbed the pistol Wist had dropped, pointing it at the agent. "Stop."

Suddenly, all eyes were on Sentinel. Stellan pursed his lips, a look of disappointment on his face. Wist's grin grew into a full smile, even though he was looking down the barrel of a gun.

"Well well well, look who it is." Wist started to walk towards him. "You'll make perfect bait to get the rest of the team out."

"Stay back!" Sentinel shouted, leveling the gun with Wist's head.

"Why?" Wist asked, stopping a few steps from Sentinel. "You won't shoot me."

"Yes I will!" Sentinel tried to sound brave, but he could feel a tremor starting in his hands. He wasn't sure if he'd hit Wist even if he could pull the trigger.