Jon Heath - Whatever.

Chapter 9: Omega             “So, you brought me here?”  James had never spoken to Seth Marks, but knew him all too well.             “Yes, along with my friend Wyatt; you remember him from the house,” Seth replied.  The mood in the hospital room was calm, considering the situation.              “Well then, thank you both.  Why did you help me?”  Carter’s memories were a bit shaken, and he had holes in his recollection of anything after the gunshot.              “Because you stood up for us. You stood up to Tom.  I noticed something in you; a change since our last encounter.  You are a different man now. A better man.”  Seth switched his attention to Gwen.  “I’m guessing she’s the reason?”  ...

Chapter 8: Resolution             Seth and Wyatt sat in the corner of the room, watching the hitman and his boss reenter the room.  Seth had been so careless with his decision to allow the old man to make a phone call.  It was that decision that landed them in the predicament they were in now.  If something were to happen to them, it would be his fault.  Wyatt’s death would be his fault.  All for what?  A chance at redemption? A spot of vengeance to ease his mind? It all seemed so futile now.  God had given him a second chance at life, and he had wasted it pursuing revenge.  Put it out of your mind, and focus.  You need to do something.               For some reason, they had not been tied down, not been restricted in any way except for the guns that were constantly being lazily pointed at them.  Seth had been looki...

Chapter 7: Confrontation             “Sit.”  Seth shoved the older man towards a chair in the middle of the room.  The man regained his balance, and took a seat.  Keeping the pistol in plain sight, Seth pulled another chair over in front of his new acquaintance, and sat facing the man.  “Wolf, right?”                         Tom stared directly into Seth’s eyes at this statement.  After a few seconds of silence, Seth continued.  “Albert Watson gives his regards.”  Tom’s expression didn’t change as he replied.             “I figured you may come here next.  Beretta told me of two strange men coming into his store asking questions about a rare gun.  And that was quite an interesting article in the paper about that...