Finn didn't know what to do. He hadn't told anyone about what he had witnessed on the platform two days ago but apparently, CCTV doesn't miss anything. He didn't want to let the older government official into his home especially without witnesses; but, since he was nineteen and his dad was at work, there wasn't much reason to not comply.

"Come in," says Finn as he steps aside to allow Agent H. Doyle, which was the name embossed on the business card that he had been handed after opening the door to the tall stranger. Finn was taken aback by the man's beauty, registering this revelation made him want to close the door and ring his best friend Archie; but, he resigned himself to do that later after the inquest.

"Would you care for some tea?" he asks as he turns to the agent.

"No, thank you" answers Harry, he was ready to dive into the questions even though he found the young man before him positively handsome.

"Mr. Nelson…"

"You can call me Finn. Mr. Nelson is my dad's name" Finn replies, quickly cutting off Harry. A light blush came to his cheeks as the line slipped from his lips.

"Finn, what happened on Wednesday, July 28 at the Stamford Railway Station," asks Harry after pulling out his tape recorder and taking a seat on the couch across from him?

"Well, I went to the station to see my girlfriend…I mean ex-girlfriend Rae off to Uni when I heard these men arguing" Finn was not in the mood to retell this tale but this was MI6. He was nervous, as he sat down in the plush chair across from the couch, sweat graced his brow.

"The two men were yelling at a homeless man," he continues.

"What were they saying, Finn?" Harry pushes as he leaned forward in his sitting position.

"They were telling the homeless man that they knew that they would find him. They were looking for something that the old man had."

"What?" questions Harry?

"I don't know. They never said but whatever it was the guy said that they would never find it."

"Then they all drew their guns but then the train came" he shudders remembering the final moments of the man's life. "And well, you know the rest."

"Did you recognize any of the men? Could you point them out?" hopes Harry.

"No, I turned and hid behind a pole" respondes Finn lowering his head in shame.

"Yes, we got all of that from CCTV. Since there was no audio in the surveillance, I was just hoping that there was more to the story. You didn't overhear anything else? A name, place, anything?" asks Harry, desperately as he leans forward.

Finn kept his face neutral as he lied, "No". He did not want to be involved in any of this and if CCTV didn't have any sound then, Finn was not about to put himself and his dad in harm's way.

Sadden Harry stands up, pulling down his shirt, looking directly at Finn, he adds, "There is nothing that you could have done."

Finn shook his head as he stood as well, "hopefully, our lip reader will have some luck." continues Harry.

"Oh, well I am happy that I could help even though it wasn't much" he replies.

"Thank you, Mr. Nels…I mean Finn" he reaches his hand forward to shake the young man's. "If I have any more questions or concerns I will reach out and since you now have my contact info, you do the same."

"Sure, thanks."

Finn closed the door behind the agent and went into the kitchen to pour himself a drink. His mind raced after getting a peek at the agent's stomach when his shirt had risen as he stood. What is going on with me, Finn thought?

Harry stood outside the residence feeling sorry for the young man inside it. It's a shame that he had to witness such unspeakable acts, he thought.

Just then Harry's phone rang, it was his handler Rebekah; Oh no, not another call from Nik, he thought.

After answering the call but before Harry could speak a loud boom came from just behind him.

Flames and smoke filled the sky as Harry yells "Fuck" while turning quickly and pulling his service weapon. He saw that his car had exploded.

The door behind him burst open as Finn made to step out, "Get back inside and call 911" yells Harry as he checks his phone.

"Rebekah," he questions.

"Yes, Harry, was that a bomb?!"

"Yeah, I think so. It was my bloody car" he winces as he continues to survey the area.

"I have first responders and a forensic team on the ground. ETA is five minutes" she replies. "Are you okay? Are you still with the witness? I do not recognize this address as one of your usual haunts."

"I'm fine. Yes, I am at the witness' house, he is still inside and standing at the door looking at me." He answers as he sees the fear in Finn's face.

"Okay, we may need to move him. Just to be safe. Are you clear?"

"Yes, I am leaving now with the witness."

Harry walks to the door in two steps and Finn opens it quickly.

"Come with me if you want to live" proclaims Harry as he grabs Finn's hand.

"Okay, whatever Kyle Reese" laughs Finn as he pulls his hand away, "I am guessing that I am not safe here."

"No, you are not" answers Harry, going to the back door off of the kitchen, looking out to the curtain-covered window.

"What about my Dad?" asks Finn.

"Rebekah," says Harry into the cellphone, staring at the young man in irritation.

"On it, done," she says and then hangs up.

"He will be safe. Now let's go" commands Harry as he opens the door looking in each direction for possible threats.

Finn shrugs his shoulders as he grabs his bag off the coffee table exiting his childhood home, unsure if he will ever see it again.