"She looks just like Max!"
Cindy and Alec ducked out of the girl's view as she passed them. She scanned the room, heading over to the pool table to talk to the guys that were playing.
"Come on Man-whore" Original Cindy motioned to Alec. "Let's get outta here"
Alec followed Cindy as the left Crash. They came out the door into a dark alleyway.
"What the hell was that?" Alec asked.
"Damned if I know" Cindy groaned. "Just as my boo's life gets on track, some more black helicopter dudes come after her."
"Maybe she's not Manticore." Alec said, hopefully.
Cindy just looked at him.
"OK OK. She's gotta be Manticore." He sighed. "Max-clone. Just what I needed."
Cindy slapped him over the head. "Let's go fool."
"Uh, where?"
"To see Max."
RING RING
Max yawned and turned over. "Nooooo. So comfortable."
Logan groaned. "Whatever happened to 'I don't need to sleep' huh?"
"This is the first time I've slept in a week Logan." Max whined.
Logan laughed. "OK OK." He got up and answered the phone.
"Yeah? OK. Uh huh. Right. See you then. Bye." Logan hung up the phone.
Max looked at him questioningly.
"Alec and Cindy are coming over. Need to get up." Logan laughed at his wife's annoyance.
"Let's go Max."
"Ugh. Fine."
Jenna looked the guy in front of her up and down slowly. //Thinks he's tough does he? Heh. We'll see about that.//
"Come on baby." The sleaze said. "I'll give you the information you need, and you give me the help I need." He finished, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Yeah. Right." Jenna laughed, and began to beat the crap out of the guy. When she'd finished, she went through his files and found the information she needed.
"Max Cale." She said coldly. "I'm sure Manticore wasn't expecting that."
"What do you mean she looked like me?" Max was yelling by now. "What the hell?"
Alec grinned. "Right down to the cute little-"
"One more word and you're a dead man." Logan growled.
"OK OK." Alec backed off.
"Boo, what're you gonna do?" Cindy was concerned.
"I don't know." Max sighed. "Guess I'll have to confront her. Work out what she wants exactly."
"When?" Asked Logan, concerned.
"Tomorrow."
Cindy and Alec ducked out of the girl's view as she passed them. She scanned the room, heading over to the pool table to talk to the guys that were playing.
"Come on Man-whore" Original Cindy motioned to Alec. "Let's get outta here"
Alec followed Cindy as the left Crash. They came out the door into a dark alleyway.
"What the hell was that?" Alec asked.
"Damned if I know" Cindy groaned. "Just as my boo's life gets on track, some more black helicopter dudes come after her."
"Maybe she's not Manticore." Alec said, hopefully.
Cindy just looked at him.
"OK OK. She's gotta be Manticore." He sighed. "Max-clone. Just what I needed."
Cindy slapped him over the head. "Let's go fool."
"Uh, where?"
"To see Max."
RING RING
Max yawned and turned over. "Nooooo. So comfortable."
Logan groaned. "Whatever happened to 'I don't need to sleep' huh?"
"This is the first time I've slept in a week Logan." Max whined.
Logan laughed. "OK OK." He got up and answered the phone.
"Yeah? OK. Uh huh. Right. See you then. Bye." Logan hung up the phone.
Max looked at him questioningly.
"Alec and Cindy are coming over. Need to get up." Logan laughed at his wife's annoyance.
"Let's go Max."
"Ugh. Fine."
Jenna looked the guy in front of her up and down slowly. //Thinks he's tough does he? Heh. We'll see about that.//
"Come on baby." The sleaze said. "I'll give you the information you need, and you give me the help I need." He finished, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Yeah. Right." Jenna laughed, and began to beat the crap out of the guy. When she'd finished, she went through his files and found the information she needed.
"Max Cale." She said coldly. "I'm sure Manticore wasn't expecting that."
"What do you mean she looked like me?" Max was yelling by now. "What the hell?"
Alec grinned. "Right down to the cute little-"
"One more word and you're a dead man." Logan growled.
"OK OK." Alec backed off.
"Boo, what're you gonna do?" Cindy was concerned.
"I don't know." Max sighed. "Guess I'll have to confront her. Work out what she wants exactly."
"When?" Asked Logan, concerned.
"Tomorrow."
