"Oh, hello, Bryce," Reg said as he saw his old friend. He frowned at Grossberg. The exec had rubbed Reg and Dom the wrong way during the incident involving a video narcotic found in the Whackets game show program. "What's he doing here?"
"First off, the name's Cyberhawk," Cyberhawk explained. "It's safer if I don't use my true name in situations such as this. First off, the criminals I go up against would pose a threat to my family. Plus, I don't want Network 23, or what's left of them, to come after me with a grudge."
"Very well, Cyberhawk," Dominique agreed. "What can we do for you?"
"I need to contact my brother Dan," Cyberhawk told them as Buzzardo flew in and landed on top of Fang's head.
The dog gave its head a shake. With a smirk, Cyberhawk mentally instructed the bird to fly to the back of the driver's seat.
Fang barked at the bird which looked back as if to say that it would gladly stick its tongue out at the dog if it had been given one.
Cyberhawk summoned the bird to his shoulder and sat at the viewphone, tapping in his brother's code.
"Where the hell are you?" demanded his father on the other end.
"An old pirate station," Cyberhawk replied. "I have good friends here. They're helping me with this case"
"Get your ass home right now," his father demanded.
"Listen, you've been a very good father, and you always will be," Cyberhawk told him. "But I'm afraid I will have to disobey you this time."
"Bryce…" his father said.
"Cyberhawk," Cyberhawk told him. "Unless you wish to endanger me, yourself, and anyone else I'm associated with."
"Cyberhawk then," his father amended. "Don't you dare disobey me."
"I have to," Cyberhawk apologized. "It was you and mom who taught me the value of family. I can't let one be destroyed by a criminal."
"I see," his father said. "Very well. I'll get your brother."
"Hurry," Cyberhawk said. "A life is at stake."