Chapter Twenty-Eight - The Final Fight
Max worked through out the day, blocking out everything around her as she put the finishing touches on the plan that would be enacted tonight, which would once and for all end Rodney Delaney's years of corruption and crime. Logan became eerily quiet as X-5's began trailing into the apartment, bringing with them the formal wear clothing that they would need for tonight. Max noticed Logan's silence, and as the nightfall approached and it was time to dress for the event, she grabbed his arm and drug him into her room, shutting the door behind them.
"Do you have a problem?" Max asked evenly as she crossed her arms.
"Why do you ask?" Logan asked, refusing to make eye contact, staring at the window over her shoulder.
"Logan, what the hell is your problem? You act like everything is all fine and dandy when we are alone, and then when I have to work, you get all pissy again. Make up your mind, for Christ's sake!" Max stated with barely restrained temper as she stalked to her closet and drug out a zipped garment bag and threw in onto the bed.
"I don't want you doing this Max." Logan blurted.
"Well it is a bit late for that, isn't it Logan, considering I leave in about an hour." Max replied coldly.
"Max, you have to listen to me. You don't know what this man is capable of."
"Logan, frankly, I am getting sick of this. If we are going to have any sort of a relationship, you can't doubt me every time I have a job to do. I know what I am doing and you are not going to stop me from doing this. I've been doing Eyes-Only for five years now, and I was perfectly fine before you came bursting back onto the scene."
Logan stood silent, stung by Max's stinging words. "I am doing this because I care about you. I am trying to help you."
"You want to help me? Then stay out of the way." With that Max picked up the garment bag and stalked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
About an hour later, Max and the rest of the X-5's were ready to depart, leaving Logan and Tinga, who was in charge of communications, back at Max's penthouse to wait. Before stepping out the door, Max pulled out her cell phone and dialed Julia's number, to make sure things were all set.
And as Max stepped out of the door, Logan had a distinct feeling that things were not going to go as planned.
Inside the Delaney mansion, where party guest were starting to arrive, a man stared at the person sitting across from him as she sat on her phone.
Julia closed her phone, turning back to her father, "Ok, they are leaving now. They should be here inside of the half hour."
"Good job, very good job Jules." Rodney Delaney said as he leaned back in his chair.
Max worked through out the day, blocking out everything around her as she put the finishing touches on the plan that would be enacted tonight, which would once and for all end Rodney Delaney's years of corruption and crime. Logan became eerily quiet as X-5's began trailing into the apartment, bringing with them the formal wear clothing that they would need for tonight. Max noticed Logan's silence, and as the nightfall approached and it was time to dress for the event, she grabbed his arm and drug him into her room, shutting the door behind them.
"Do you have a problem?" Max asked evenly as she crossed her arms.
"Why do you ask?" Logan asked, refusing to make eye contact, staring at the window over her shoulder.
"Logan, what the hell is your problem? You act like everything is all fine and dandy when we are alone, and then when I have to work, you get all pissy again. Make up your mind, for Christ's sake!" Max stated with barely restrained temper as she stalked to her closet and drug out a zipped garment bag and threw in onto the bed.
"I don't want you doing this Max." Logan blurted.
"Well it is a bit late for that, isn't it Logan, considering I leave in about an hour." Max replied coldly.
"Max, you have to listen to me. You don't know what this man is capable of."
"Logan, frankly, I am getting sick of this. If we are going to have any sort of a relationship, you can't doubt me every time I have a job to do. I know what I am doing and you are not going to stop me from doing this. I've been doing Eyes-Only for five years now, and I was perfectly fine before you came bursting back onto the scene."
Logan stood silent, stung by Max's stinging words. "I am doing this because I care about you. I am trying to help you."
"You want to help me? Then stay out of the way." With that Max picked up the garment bag and stalked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
About an hour later, Max and the rest of the X-5's were ready to depart, leaving Logan and Tinga, who was in charge of communications, back at Max's penthouse to wait. Before stepping out the door, Max pulled out her cell phone and dialed Julia's number, to make sure things were all set.
And as Max stepped out of the door, Logan had a distinct feeling that things were not going to go as planned.
Inside the Delaney mansion, where party guest were starting to arrive, a man stared at the person sitting across from him as she sat on her phone.
Julia closed her phone, turning back to her father, "Ok, they are leaving now. They should be here inside of the half hour."
"Good job, very good job Jules." Rodney Delaney said as he leaned back in his chair.