THE Falcone Charity Event, 18:00
Max and Logan got into the immense room full of half-cut walls and tables,
with paintings, statues, murals, everything that could be found in such a
place. Max looked everywhere, there was a LOT of people.
" Wow!", said Max to Logan," It's like Alibaba's
cavern!" They looked around.
" Yes it is." He smiled at her. "But first, we have to find
that O'Neil guy." We don't even know what he looks like.
" That wont be a problem. Don't forget I have 'super powers'!"
Max went into the crowd, followed by Logan, and began her search. She then
stoped walking and put her hand on Logan's shoulder.
"Wait." She said abruptly. She sounded focused on something.
" What is it?" Logan asked.
" Shhush!" Said Max, putting her finger on his mouth.
" Don't shush me!" He replied, insulted. Max turned her head
towards him and almost started laughing at the face he was doing.
" I'm hearing him talking...that's why I shushed you!" I
forgot...he doesn't like to be shushed! She turned her head. "Follow
me." Max turned left and walked only a few feet away from where they
were. "We got our man." She made a sign with her head at the
direction of the man. "It's the guy there, wearing the yellow
tie."
" Good." Logan said satisfied. "Now you know what to
do." Max stared at him in disbelief.
" WHAT?! With that tie he's wearing, my guess is that you'll be
working tonight, not me!" She made him a forced smile.
" I'm not doing it Max..." Oh!, she enjoing this too much!
" Don't forget you crossed your heart on this, YOU gave ME your
WORD!" Can't go back on that.
" But it doesn't mean that because the man's wearing a yellow tie -
with big flowers on it - pink - that he's guay?..." Please kill me
now...
" You are doing it my man!" Can't wait to see that!
Logan raised an eyebrow.
" Oh!, I'm your man now?" He tried not to smile, bitting his
tongue.
" Ha!ha!ha!...It wont work on me to change the subject, I have a very
good, without limit, short memory."
" I'd rather be in a dungeon..." Oh! God. Max opened her big
brown eyes.
"Bip!Bip!Bip!" Said she almost laughing!
A lady came near them.
" Mr. Logan Cale! What a big surprise!" She was about 65 years
old, tall, and very graceful.
" Mrs. Falcone." she kissed him on the cheek. " I present
you Max Guevara, a friend. Max, this is Diana Falcone, the hostess of the
evening, and a dear friend of the family." She took Max's hand to
shake it.
" Nice to meet you Miss.Guevara." She was charming.
" Same here."
" Enjoy the show. Logan, I'm sure you'll find something you'll
like." She walked away to meet other people.
" Nice woman. " She faced Logan. " Showtime!"
" Fine. I guess resistance is futile." He stoped rolling his
chair. "You ARE coming with me!" She made a NO sign with her
head.
" You'll do just fine!" Ha!ha!Ha!...
" You better wish me luck..." I'll need it!
" There is no such thing as luck." Max began to say.
" I know, I know. There are good plans and then success if the plans
were correctly followed. Right?" She noded.
" Exactly. So, you DID learn a lesson from Manticore, and coming from
Zach I suppose? Impressive." Logan took a good inspiration.
" This guy will see right through me." Kill me now, please, snap
my neck...
" He wont, just look at him the way you look at me."
" And HOW do I look at you may I ask?" He's playing with
me...he's back on track!
" Well, Max thought for a minute, your eyes are very intense and
sparkling...just like they are right now." She smiled at him.
"Just keep that face in mind."
" I'll try." Max walked in front of Logan. 'Yeah! Like I'm gonna
let him do this alone! It took him a year to charm me openly...so a man ?!
Please...'
" Excuse me Sir?" Max said to O'Neil. "Aren't you the man I
saw last month or so at a conference on diabetics?" He stared at her,
trying to remember her.
" It could have been me, since I work for Nevelin, but I sure would
remember such a beautiful face!" He smiled at her and Max smiled
back, facing Logan, who looked like he had just lost 20 pounds of relief.
'Oh! You're lucky Logan Cale!'
" My name is Brian. And you are?" He asked looking at both of
them.
" I'm Bonnie, and this is Clyde." She paused a moment, wishing
she hadn't said those names. She saw Logan's face slowly turning towards
hers, not believing what he had just heard. She looked at him thinking
'Oh! Shut up!'
" Well, nice to meet you." He shaked their hands. "So, why
were you at the conference last month?" Asking it, his cellphone
rang. "Excuse me." He answered it: " O'Neil here!" He
smiled nervously and turned his back on them, putting his hand on the
other ear.
"What were you thinking?", wispered Logan to Max." Bonnie
and ClYde?"
"Oh! Shut up! That's the first names that poped into my head. I know
them, you know them, it doesn't mean he knows them...it was almost a
century ago!" I know it was stupid of me!
" Not now!" They heard O'Neil say. "I can't." After a
few minutes he said "Fine. 10 minutes." And hung up and faced
them. " My wife..." He tried to posture himself straight and
asked:" So, there are fine art pieces here, what are you looking
for?"
"Maybe the 'statuette' over there." Answered Logan.
" And you Bonnie?" Max shrugs one's shoulders.
" Me?", she said innocently, "I don't know a single thing about
Art!" 'Yeah right, thought Logan, you could put a price on every item
here!' "Usually he's the one choosing for me... Anything he likes, I
like!" She said smiling to the guy. Logan tried not to burst into
laughs.