Max awoke the next morning with a smile on her face. //What a great night.//

She rolled over, and watched Logan sleep. //Oh he's so cute.// She thought as he awoke.

"Morning." Logan whispered.

"Hey. How're you doing?"

"I'm great. A little nervous about this broadcast, but it has to be done."

"Logan?" Max asked. "What's gonna happen to Cale industries when Jonas gets arrested?"

"Um, I don't quite know. I mean, I doubt they'll shut it down. Some one will have to run it."

"OK. Well, let's get breakfast and get working."



"…Peace. Out."

Logan sighed as he finished recording the cable hack. //Now all I have to do is play it tonight, and it'll all be over.//

"Logan?" Max asked. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah." He answered. " I just hope they don't guess that it was me. That I'm eyes Only." He sighed.

"Hey." Max said soothingly, coming up and hugging him around the waist. "They're not that smart. And anyway, who's gonna believe two convicted rich people?"

Logan laughed. "You're right. Do you want dinner?"

"Actually Logan," Max said mischievously "I have a better idea."

"Oh and what's that?" Logan asked, laughing at the sly look on Max's face.

"Why don't you play me a little song?" Max said, smiling.

Logan blushed. "Ah, OK."



At precisely 8:10, Logan pressed play on his cable hack. Max and Logan sat side by side on the couch, watching as the hack went to air.

"This is a streaming freedom video bulletin. The cable hack will last exactly 60 seconds. It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped and it is the only free voice left in the city. Two of Seattle's higher class are to blame for the recent string of violent robberies around the city. These upper class villains were not content in their millions, but felt the need to steal from all levels of society to make themselves richer.

These two people are Jonas Cale, head of Cale industries, and his wife Margo. Recent police investigations have failed to prove anything conclusive, but files have been uncovered from Mr. Clae that show his intake, and prove not only his involvement in these robberies, but the fact that he is running them.

These files will be sent to police headquarters, and copies will be kept. The higher class cannot be allowed these indiscretions that often cause poorer people's lives. (Insert of karaoke footage.)

These two will be punished accordingly, and their robbery pals are warned to cease activity immediately, at the threat of further exposure. Peace. Out."

Max sighed. "Well, it's over."

Logan grinned. "It is."



Next Day

Max entered their apartment and looked for Logan. //As usual. On the phone. Although, he looks significantly happier than usual.// Max shrugged inwardly as Logan hung up the phone.

"What's up?" Max asked.

"Ah. I now own Cale industries."

"What?!"

"Apparently, before my father left, he managed to make me the next in line." Logan said, smiling.

"Wow. You're gonna be busy." Max didn't know what to think. //It's not like he doesn't already have enough work to do.//

"Max, I'm not gonna run the place." Logan saw the fear in Max's eyes. "I'm busy enough."

Max smiled. "Who's gonna run it?"

"Bennett."

"So, what's the use in you owning it then?"

"Well, a whole hell of a lot more money, mostly."

Max just laughed. "Time for Eyes only to go international?"



Ok it's done. Kind of ran away from me. Please review, I need a self – esteem boost. Hehe. Thanx for reading. (