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and the pictures of them together.  One article caught his attention more than the others did.  The title of the article was “Accident or Criminal?”  Not the cleverest of titles but if the small town could figure that something was wrong, then the sanctum wasn’t as clever as they thought they were.
    Zach stared deeply into his eyes; he returned the stare and saw the watery eyes, which were just coming to terms with actually seeing Slade back. 
    “Speak,” Zach demanded.  He was impressed by how much Zach had grown in the years that he was gone.  He would have never spoken that way to Slade before. 
    “Where to start,” he asked, not knowing if telling him that he needed the help to discover a weapon the Sanctum was after first.  With this weapon, he would be able to defeat the Sanctum, or least keep peace for a bit longer. 
    “How about where did you go, why the fake death, why the return and who the hell are you,” Zach asked.
    His eyes went big with the last question, the anger was in his voice again, though what did Slade expect.  A hug and it was to go back to where it used to be.  No, that would make Slade a fool; he needed to answer the questions.  He needed the help of his brother.  Most importantly, he needed the help of the toughest son of a bitch he knew besides himself.  The man that could shoot better than anyone he knew, the person that knew how to be a beast. 
    “Speak, or I am going to throw your ass in jail,” Zach yelled still pissed off at Slade, but how could he blame him for the treatment.  He left the city, the family thinking he was dead, he left them thinking he followed the path of his father.  The only difference was that he was killed in the line of duty. 
    “Ok, this is going to be hard, you will think I’m crazy, and you’re going to want to throw me in a white padded cell.” 
    “If you don’t talk, you will be thrown in a brick padded cell,” Zach said softening his voice.
    “Fair enough,” he said while taking both of his hands and wiping them over his baldhead.
    “A week before the fire, I…”  He was cut off by the Sherriff.
    “Before you deceived your family, your town,” Zach was met with a dead stare from Slade.  He gestured for Slade to go ahead he was trying to understand which was more understanding than Slade would have given him if the situation were reversed.
    “Yes, before then, I was contacted by a group known as the Secret Sanctum.”  Slade closed his eyes to remember the details and then opened them seeing it happening again.  “They are a very high powerful government agency that protects the world against the others, mostly entries.  These entries are not human; they are the mythical beast that Zeus and the other gods created in another realm.”  He might have come out with that a little too fast he thought. 
    Zach sat their staring at Slade, and then started to laugh, “My old friend I think you lost your marbles.”  At least he wasn’t pissed at Slade anymore.
    He continued on the story over Zach’s laughter, “That is what I thought first also, but the money and the power enticed me to at least hear the man in person.”  He spoke deeper and louder cutting Zach’s laughter off.  “I was amazed at the technical and military structure they had.  Networks were everywhere.  They have a base in every state it seemed.  They weren’t just in the states; their move is worldwide, think of “007,” layout, and think of that as worldwide instead of just Britain.”  Slade paused for a moment.
    Even if Zach didn’t believe Slade now, Slade knew that stating it was like Zach’s favorite series of James Bond was going to make him listen, and that was exactly what he needed.  “So I joined their organization and was given this outfit.  The outfit though was rigged with wire and transmitters; before I left, I tore every single one of those wires off.  I debugged the entire outfit, it took me two fucking hours to