Max sat on the couch, impatient. Logan was talking to a source on the phone and besides the occasional muttering of "yes" and "uh huh", he didn't give much away. She heard the steady pouring of the shower from where she sat. Byrn came out a few moments later, carrying a towel as Logan hung up.

"What's the verdict?" Byrn asked.

"Good news and bad news."

"What?" Max asked.

"Well. The good news is that Lydecker has no idea where you are and he'll try his best to find you, but we're lucky that he doesn't know where to start." Logan said.

"And the bad news?" Byrn asked, dreading the thought.

"Well, it seems that Robinson is dead."

The news struck Byrn like a brick wall.

"Dead?" She repeated slowly.

Logan nodded.

"And idea what he was doing besides being Lydecker's snitch?" Max asked.

"Not really. It's vague at best."

"His sister." Byrn said, her eyes lighting up.

"What?" Logan asked, frowning.

"He had a sister with the X9 group. Kessa. We escaped together. I-I guess he was trying to find her." Byrn said. She lowered her head and closed her eyes.

"The X1's are the one we have to find. One of the survivors has the information. I don't know how and I don't know why…but after Ash and I became friends, I guess she found some of the others from other groups."

"Well, according to my source, Robinson died of a gunshot wound. Apparent suicide, with a note and all, but of course, we know who really did it."

Byrn and Max nodded. Logan looked at his watch. "It's getting late. The superhumans might not need sleep but I certainly do." He smiled. "Help yourself to whatever you need." Byrn and Max nodded.

"Goodnight." Byrn said as he wheeled through the hall. He waved behind him.

After the door to his bedroom was shut, Byrn looked at Max.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Max asked.

"Certainly not about bunnies and rainbows." Byrn said. "So where off to?"

"Well, first, we need to find more about this Robinson character you've been hanging out with." Max said, thinking. "We need to know who the 16th is. That's the one key in this."

"And you can be sure that Lydecker's looking for it too." Byrn mused.

"Definitely."

***

"Dammit, I want her now!" Lydecker shouted at a uniformed man. "Mobilize the units and find her. Knock on every door if you have to, find her!"

As the units departed in silence, Lydecker picked up the phone. "I know you're out there. You can't hide forever." He said as he dialed. He finished dialing and the phone started to ring.

"Seattle Police Department, this is Matt Sung."