Agents of The Shadow: A New Generation

He was leaning against the wall of a building when he saw the limousine pull up to the curb. Henry Bellow stepped out of the door opened by the chauffeur. He seemed to be very well to do as he was in a nicely tailored suit and shined shoes. Mr. Bellow looked up and down the street then gave his driver instructions. Jim Edwards was watching intently at the whole scene. His eye caught site of an expensive pocket watch as it was pulled out of Mr. Bellow's pocket and then placed back.

Jackpot! Thought Jim.

Jim started to leave his spot against the wall and walking towards Mr. Bellow. His heart beat was steady. Jim had done this sort of thing many times before. He casually went for where the pocket watch was clipped then pulled out the watch itself all in a blink of an eye. He didn't stop walking. He didn't quicken his pace either so as to bring any attention to himself.

Mr. Bellow noticed though that his watch was missing and was aware of what took place. This however was only because he knew it was coming.

"Excuse me there! Boy! You stole my watch!" Henry Bellow yelled down the street at Jim.

Jim was surprised. He had never been caught before. He tried to keep calm and keep his pace. At this time however Henry Bellow was running down the sidewalk right toward Jim! And he was gaining speed and closing in on him.

Jim Edwards took off running down a near by alley way. Mr. Bellow was right behind him. Jim ran up to the chain link fence which blocked off the joining alleyway from the other block. He jumped on top of a near by garbage can and over the fence. As he landed Jim noticed that the limo Mr. Bellow had been riding in came up the alleyway in front of him and had the engine roaring. Also, Henry Bellow was just about over the fence. It was no use to run anymore.

Jim took the watch from his own pocket and knelt down on the ground with his hands in the air. The limousine came to a stop a few feet away from him and Henry Bellow was landing on the ground from climbing over the fence.

"I figured you wouldn't give up so easily." Said Mr. Bellow. "But then again, you are a pick pocket who returns what he steals to the police station. That part I don't understand."

"I'm a pick pocket, not a thief," Jim explained. "This is the first time I've ever been caught though I'd have you know. And I would have been a lot more difficult to capture if I wanted to be."

"Why did you give yourself up? Why not fight me?"

Jim handed Mr. Bellow's pocket watch back to him. "I'm not a common thug, that's why. I would have turned in the watch like everything else I take."

Mr. Bellow's chauffeur stepped out of the limo. "Should we take him with us?"

"I think that would be a wise decision at this point," Said Henry Bellow. "Step into the car please."

Jim was confused. "Why do you want me to go with you?"

Henry put a hand on Jim's shoulder. "Because you have some talent that we can use. We've been watching you for quite some time, Jim. Please, step into the car and all will be explained in a minute."

Jim Edwards hesitated for a bit before complying with the request. However, his curiosity got the better of him and he accepted the invitation. The driver took off from the alleyway they had been standing in.

The car ride had been silent. No one spoke to the other even though Jim's head was full of questions. Suddenly it seemed that they had reached their destination. They were pulling behind a building. Jim looked up at the sign that read 'Shrevnitz Cab Company'...