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An Entry in Jim Ellison's Journal

by ljc

1/07


Summary: I think the title says enough.


Warnings, Ratings: PG for bad language. There's a SPOILER at the end. It's not a warning. It's just information but you don't need it for the story ... so DON'T scroll down and read it first!


Disclaimer: All characters, places, and objects from The Sentinel belong to Pet Fly Productions, UPN, Paramount and the SciFi Channel. No money is being made. No copyright infringement is intended. This story was written by ljc with the love of the show in mind.


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Entry by JJEllison


What can I say? This is the end of a truly embarrassing day. There I was ... I almost had my gun out when the trap was sprung. And then I dropped it ... the gun. How humiliating ... and it scared the hell out of me! I'll admit it here. They shouldn't have been able to surprise me like that!


How did I miss the clues? So much for my GREAT detective skills. I can imagine the ribbing if I throw that line around again. But everything that was said ... everything that was done ... was done to mislead me. And it worked.


I had pushed my senses as much as I dared, since I couldn't have Darwin there to ground me. I focused my hearing on the perpetrator from a distance. After all the sentinel tests I've been put through I should have discovered something useful. I didn't intend to be made a fool of, but here I am.


I thought at one point that he was getting help from one or more accomplices. I checked out his colleagues, his friends, anybody he hung out with. That was a damn long list, but I'm a good detective (ha,ha). Well at least, I thought I was thorough. I've done my share of legwork in my time but they must have caught on to me. I was well aware that many of them knew me on sight. Someone must have spotted me. Some cop of the year I am!


I let myself believe I knew his MO, but I should have known that everything he does is unorthodox. He could have been on to my scheme from the start. Would he have left false clues? I have to wonder about that note I found in his office. I thought it might be just the thing I needed to break this. It wasn't even the actual note, just a sheet of paper that was under the 'real' note. Damn, if that was a setup then he's good. I hope he had a good laugh watching me go on a wild goose chase.


I tailed him for hours. I had no idea he was so adept at setting false trails. I only lost track of him for a few minutes at a time, but it must have given him enough time to blindside me. So how did he manage to pull it off? Hell, I'm only one man but I am a sentinel. If he managed this so could someone else ... and that I can't allow.


I was so sure that he never suspected that I was on to him. His heartbeat was as steady as a clock. But I'm the Sentinel of the Great City and I still have a few tricks up my sleeve. Obfuscations be damned. 'I' can pull off a surprise birthday party, too. Just wait until May!


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According to several posts I read on one of my lists (which one??who??), Jim's ID lists his birthdate as Feb. 23, 1962 (it was taken from his ID), and Blair's (Garett's) is May 24, 1969.