Alex Mathias sighed as he clocked out and walked to his locker. It had been a long day, and he was ready to go home. Returning the night greetings of the other agents, he continued out to his motorcycle. Starting the engine, he pulled out onto the dark, quiet street.
Due to the cloudy night and new moon, visibility was not good. Alex drove more slowly and carefully than usual.
When he was about half a mile from his house, which was still on the base, he slowed down. On the side of the road, he saw a still form that looked to be a dog. As he got closer, Alex noticed it was too long to be an animal.
Frowning, he pulled over and parked a good distance from the still form. Drawing his 45 mag pistol, Alex walked over slowly. Turning on his flashlight, he saw it was a young man around his own age. Keeping his gun out, he set the flashlight down facing the man and settled back on his heels.
Reaching over, Alex checked for vital signs, while still holding his gun firmly in the other hand. To his relief, they were strong, so Alex stood up. Taking a few steps back, he called his older brother, Will.
"Hey, what's up?" His brother sounded like he had been sleeping.
"Sorry to wake you up, but I need your help," Alex knelt down, feeling the man's pulse again. "Will," he sighed deeply. "I need you to bring your truck, because I found an unconscious man on the side of the road."
"What?" Will was fully awake now. "Never mind. I'm on my way, so don't move him. Where are you?"
"About a quarter of a mile from the house," Alex said, hearing his brother getting dressed. "I'll see you in a minute, okay? Thanks for coming."
"Uh huh," Will hung up on him.
As soon as Will got there, he checked the vitals again, then felt all of the man's limbs and other bones. Nodding to himself, he looked up at Alex. "He doesn't have any broken bones, so let's get him in the truck." Glancing at the bike, Will helped Alex load it in the back, then returned to the unconscious man. Opening the back door, Will placed him carefully inside. Looking at his brother, he smiled. "I hate to throw you in the back, but we need someone back there, just in case he wakes up."
Alex smiled. "I was thinking the same thing," he climbed in the back, cocking his gun before lifting the man's head into his lap.
The brothers shared a two bedroom house on the STAR Corporation base, not far from the headquarters. There were not any stairs, so it was fairly easy for them to carry the man into Alex's bedroom.
When they had made him comfortable, Will turned to Alex. "I'm sorry to dump him on you and leave, but I have to go to work. Call me if he wakes up, and be careful," Will loaded a fresh clip into his gun. "He may be drugged, which would make him more dangerous."
"I know." Sometimes Alex wondered if his brother had forgotten that he had gone through the same training as Will, so he knew how to handle a situation like this.
Following his brother to the door, Alex offered a tired smile. "I'll see you later. Be careful, and I'll call you if there are any changes. Please don't mention this to anyone. We don't know who this guy could be."
"Yeah, I know," Will replied quietly. "See ya." With that, he turned and left.
Alex closed the door, then locked the three deadbolts. Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a glass of water, then returned to his bedroom. So much for sleeping.