"Brennan." greeted the bartender as Brennan sat down at the bar. "The usual?"
"Yeah, thanks." replied Brennan. It felt good to be out of Sanctuary for a while as tensions were running a little high, especially between him and Adam. He sighed in frustration and sipped his beer. As much as he hated to admit it he needed Adam's approval and the tension was making him uncomfortable and edgy.
"Hey Brennan." said Joe Richardson breaking into Brennan's thoughts.
"Joe." said Brennan in surprise. Joe was a new mutant and a friend of Brennan's "I haven't seen you around lately. Where have you been?"
"Oh you know, here and there. There mostly." replied Joe with a smile. "Listen, I've got some friends who would really like to meet you. Said something about making you an offer."
"What kind of offer?" asked Brennan warily.
"They didn't say, but if you're interested be at this address in half an hour." replied Joe, handing Brennan a card. "Go, Brennan. I think it'll really be worth your while."
"Who are these people?" asked Brennan.
"Their leader's a guy named Jack Kincaid. He's a telepath, quite powerful from what I've heard." replied Joe.
"I've never heard of him." said Brennan.
"You will." said Joe with a smile. "I've got to go. Think about it Brennan, just don't think too long."
"Yeah sure." said Brennan. He looked thoughtfully at the card in his hand. He was intrigued but at the same time suspicious, thinking it might be a trap. In the end curiosity overcame caution and he drove out to the address on the card. He stopped some distance away and studied the building which appeared to be an abandoned nightclub. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he left the car and approached on foot. The building was dark and quiet and showed no sign of life. Brennan tried the door and on finding it open went inside. In front of him was a short corridor with offices down one side and a staircase going up on the other. He stood by the base of the stairs and listened for a long moment but all heard was the silence. Walking quietly, he moved down the corridor, which ended at a large room. There was a bar at one end and a few tables around the walls but otherwise it was empty. Brennan paused at the entrance scanning the room but other than the bar there was nowhere for anyone to hide. Feeling as if he was being watched, he walked out into the room.
"Yeah, thanks." replied Brennan. It felt good to be out of Sanctuary for a while as tensions were running a little high, especially between him and Adam. He sighed in frustration and sipped his beer. As much as he hated to admit it he needed Adam's approval and the tension was making him uncomfortable and edgy.
"Hey Brennan." said Joe Richardson breaking into Brennan's thoughts.
"Joe." said Brennan in surprise. Joe was a new mutant and a friend of Brennan's "I haven't seen you around lately. Where have you been?"
"Oh you know, here and there. There mostly." replied Joe with a smile. "Listen, I've got some friends who would really like to meet you. Said something about making you an offer."
"What kind of offer?" asked Brennan warily.
"They didn't say, but if you're interested be at this address in half an hour." replied Joe, handing Brennan a card. "Go, Brennan. I think it'll really be worth your while."
"Who are these people?" asked Brennan.
"Their leader's a guy named Jack Kincaid. He's a telepath, quite powerful from what I've heard." replied Joe.
"I've never heard of him." said Brennan.
"You will." said Joe with a smile. "I've got to go. Think about it Brennan, just don't think too long."
"Yeah sure." said Brennan. He looked thoughtfully at the card in his hand. He was intrigued but at the same time suspicious, thinking it might be a trap. In the end curiosity overcame caution and he drove out to the address on the card. He stopped some distance away and studied the building which appeared to be an abandoned nightclub. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he left the car and approached on foot. The building was dark and quiet and showed no sign of life. Brennan tried the door and on finding it open went inside. In front of him was a short corridor with offices down one side and a staircase going up on the other. He stood by the base of the stairs and listened for a long moment but all heard was the silence. Walking quietly, he moved down the corridor, which ended at a large room. There was a bar at one end and a few tables around the walls but otherwise it was empty. Brennan paused at the entrance scanning the room but other than the bar there was nowhere for anyone to hide. Feeling as if he was being watched, he walked out into the room.