John Garrett (firstdeathlok) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2014-11-24 13:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | grant ward, john garrett |
Who: Ward and Garrett
What: Meeting
When: Now, since the time and place got changed
Where: It's a secret....
Warnings: None as yet
Status: Incomplete
Garrett had to admit it. He was pretty disappointed in Ward. He'd given into his weaknesses. John thought he'd taught the kid better than that. But, after ten years, John knew that he'd be able to reel him back in. Get the weapon he'd trained back into his own hands, and under his control again. He just had to play it right. And, luckily for him, and probably unluckily for the rest of Lawrence, John Garrett could be pretty much anyone he wanted to be.
John had to admit though, after looking at the future, he'd done a good job at ripping apart the organization that had left him for dead all those years ago. And, sure. Phil was putting it back together, but even John could admit that he though Coulson would do a hell of a lot better job than Fury ever did. He'd always try to keep his agents alive. A part of him wished that someone like Coulson had been in charge back in 1989. But, well, wishes didn't change the past. That sort of thinking was a weakness.
John had arrived at the second location Grant had sent him, about an hour early. Scoped it out, just in case that one had been compromised as well. Oh, he trusted that Ward wouldn't betray him. Not on purpose. But, he wouldn't put it past the little hacker, or Romanoff to hack into Ward's phone. Especially since, he'd already done it himself.
But, now. He sat on a bench, reading the paper. Well, looking like he was reading the paper. Turning the page every so often, even though he was paying more attention to his surroundings, than to the words printed on the pages in his hand.