I wake up to the smell of food, good food. I haven't had a really good meal
for ages, let alone a good breakfast. I decided to take a catnap after my
conversation with Zane and I guess I fell asleep. The apartment looks
brighter in the daylight, like it could be the home of a happy
person. Logan's mood disproves that.

"Good morning," Logan grunts in a very unhappy tone. I understand that,
though.

"Good morning to you too" I say. "I got to tell ya something. I called
Zane. He might be dropping by."

"Zack let you know where he was?" Logan said, almost snapping alive.

"We found each other. Zack didn't know." Logan laughed. "What?"

"I'm an X5 magnet. Max, Zack, Tinga, you, now Zane."

"You've gotten really lucky, I guess...especially meeting Max, right?"

"When did Zane say he was gonna be here?" Logan asks, avoiding my comment.

"Within two days." Logan gives me a plate with pancakes and bacon on it and
we eat in silence.

"This is the best-tasting meal I've ever had!!" I say once I've finished
eating.

"Max always used to joke that I was her meal ticket since I fed her so
often, but we were friends, and more, " Logan says, staring off into space.

"I think you and Max were fate, you know that? The way you talk, you were so
in love with her and you miss her so much. You two sound like you were
destined to be." Logan turns to me, and for the first time in the short time
I've known him, his eyes shine with happiness.

"Thank you, Jondy. You have no clue how much what you just said meant to me.
You want to hear another story about me and Max"

"Sure, Logan. I would love that," I say, smiling.

"Max once cooked for me, but I screwed up and made her do an Eyes Only
errand, and ruined dinner. She got pissed. Ditched me for a while. Didn't
talk to me or anything for about a week. Then she saved my ass from some guy
looking to knock off Eyes Only. I never really got to make it up to her,
either."

"Logan, where did Max work?"

"She was a bike messenger at Jam Pony Express. Why?"

"While I'm here, I should earn some legal cash."

"Okay, then go there and find Original Cindy. She knows all about the black
helicopter dudes on your tail and can probably help you get a job there."

"Max and Cindy were close?"

"Boos for life."

"What?"

"Best friends."

"Thanks, Logan," I say, grabbing my jacket. I give him a peck on the cheek
and I head out the door.