Something, a webseries

The mansion was scurrying with soldiers of just about all shapes and sizes, makes and builds, and ethnics but their experience in the field was certainly not extremely varied -- all of them looked exceptionally well trained. A sight Dev, Ian and Ed had last seen right before they left the Agency and embarked on what would inevitably be their final assignments for little more than ten years.             "Tell me again why we ever agreed on doing this?" Dev said under his breath as they walked up to the huge doors, which had been guarded by a soldier, or mercenary on either side, like little bulldog puppies guarding their food bowls.             "They're so lifeless," Ian said even softer than Dev. Ed who had heard him merely glanced at him, then walked up the steps and onto the raised area before the doors.           ...

The three of them arrived at the sawmill shortly after they had left the bar and gotten their gear from Ed’s trunk. Everything was as it had been the night before, which made their job getting in a lot easier than they had originally anticipated.             “Wish me luck,” Ed said as he skulked off in the direction of the gate, where he would assume the position they had planned a few hours earlier.             “I got this,” Dev said as he skulked away in his planned direction – off to the southern gate which also housed the backup power generators.             Ian waited for the other two to leave before he headed forward toward a small ground path, and lay still in the nearby bushes to wait for the patrol that would be passing by any moment. Ed made his way up a huge oak tree across from the main gate and r...