"Hold on, phone," Seth said before stepping across the alleyway and picking up the receiver to the broken in payphone across the street.
"You've reached the number you dialed," Seth smiled inwardly at the thought of Logan's answering machine but his outward facade stayed permanently apathetic as always.
"Seth, it's X5-494. I mean, Alec."
"What's the word?"
"Gonna be another week in Seattle. Just got some things to take care of. Personal shit."
"How's Max?"
"Still clueless as to the repercussions of her actions. Long as they don't affect me."
"Good. Keep things in perspective."
"Has Jared contacted Wren yet?"
"Not sure," Seth said as he checked over his shoulder, "waiting for his call too."
"Oh okay. You going up without me or do you want to wait?"
"Nah, I'll wait for you. His place is just in the border to Alaska and about fifteen miles from any roads. I don't feel like making the trip alone."
"Anything else I should know about?"
"Nope, everything's the same."
"Alright. See you soon."
"Yep."
Seth hung up the phone and stared at the keypad for a few moments before walking back across the street and back to the man in the shadows. "Anything else I should know about?"
Donald Lydecker folded the manila envelope he held and passed it to Seth, "Not yet. Keep in touch." With that he walked down the alleyway where his car was waiting for him. Seth looked down at the envelope and opened it slowly and slid out the two papers inside. One was a regular sheet of paper full of statistics and graphs while the other was on glossy photo paper and showed Max's DNA make up.
"You've reached the number you dialed," Seth smiled inwardly at the thought of Logan's answering machine but his outward facade stayed permanently apathetic as always.
"Seth, it's X5-494. I mean, Alec."
"What's the word?"
"Gonna be another week in Seattle. Just got some things to take care of. Personal shit."
"How's Max?"
"Still clueless as to the repercussions of her actions. Long as they don't affect me."
"Good. Keep things in perspective."
"Has Jared contacted Wren yet?"
"Not sure," Seth said as he checked over his shoulder, "waiting for his call too."
"Oh okay. You going up without me or do you want to wait?"
"Nah, I'll wait for you. His place is just in the border to Alaska and about fifteen miles from any roads. I don't feel like making the trip alone."
"Anything else I should know about?"
"Nope, everything's the same."
"Alright. See you soon."
"Yep."
Seth hung up the phone and stared at the keypad for a few moments before walking back across the street and back to the man in the shadows. "Anything else I should know about?"
Donald Lydecker folded the manila envelope he held and passed it to Seth, "Not yet. Keep in touch." With that he walked down the alleyway where his car was waiting for him. Seth looked down at the envelope and opened it slowly and slid out the two papers inside. One was a regular sheet of paper full of statistics and graphs while the other was on glossy photo paper and showed Max's DNA make up.
