Broken Wings -8-

"I'll get back to you," Logan said, severing the link and shaking his head at the same time. He just didn't know what to think about LA sometimes. When LA first started working for him, he was very tentative and eager to work for Eye's Only. He hadn't said anything to LA at the time but Logan really wasn't thrilled about the idea of him taking on a partner. Being a part of the InformantNet was a risky business. The last thing he needed was for his informants to get careless. All in all, he had to admit, that it had worked out well. This woman, she referred to herself as the LAX part of Eye's Only, had proven to be invaluable. Together, LA and LAX had been able to do more than Logan had ever dreamed.

Now, it turned out that they would be able to help him yet again. He had sent a message out to the members of the InformantNet hoping that one of them would be able to know something about the mysterious Dr. Cheng Lee. It hadn't occurred to him that one of his contacts would already have a connection with the family. He chastised himself silently. It wasn't unusual for sibling to take on similar professions. Why had he been surprised?

So, once again, they had come through for him. They were a little quirky. Were those grapes that he saw flying around? He smirked. At least LA had someone to joke around with. From appearances, he had his hands full. Logan heard the door of Penthouse open and close. Speaking of hands full...

"Hey," Max greeted him with a smile.

"Hey yourself."

"Any word?"

"Actually, I just got done talking to LA and LAX." Max rolled her eyes. Something she did routinely when the duo was mentioned. "Anyway," Logan ignored her. "Turns out that they know the brother, a Dr. Bao Lee. I told them that I would let them know when I send the operative. LA will be at the airport. I just have to make the arrangements."

"Why does LA have to be involved?"

"Because this Dr. Lee doesn't trust people very much and he already has a working relationship with him."

"So he says..."

"Why should I doubt him? He is one of my most reliable contacts."

Max shrugged. "I just wonder if some of these people aren't just wanting to get involved with Eye's Only to make a name for themselves. If he smells a big deal, of course he wants to get involved."

"Max..." He began but thought better of it. "Nevermind. Let's just drop it."

"Fine."

"LA will be at the airport."

"Great." She flashed a half-smile. "When do I leave?"

"Actually, I was going to send Greg."

"What?!" Max stared at him in disbelief. "Why would you send Greg?"

"Well. He is already one of my operatives and he knows the case personally. Plus, he can speak Chinese."

"I can speak Chinese...and I know the case personally...and I AM GOING!" She turned her back on him and started going out of the room.

Logan sighed. "Max, who knows what this Doctor is involved with. You have enough with Lydecker looking for you around every corner. Don't you think it would be better just to let Greg go?"

"If this Doctor is involved with something, I will be able to handle it better than Greg. No offense, but the man is not exactly trained for these things."

"He helped saved your life."

"No, I was fine by the time he came along."

Logan let it drop. There was no talking to Max once she was defensive.

"You are really set on this?" He asked. Hoping that she would be sensible but knowing that it was highly unlikely.

She came back and stood in front of him, her voice softening a bit.

"Yes, I am. I really feel strong about this one. They are like family to me. I want to do everything I can to get help for Nita." Her warm brown eyes searched his face.

"Please Logan."

He turned back to his computer and his fingers went back and forth over the keys. "There is a flight leaving for LA tomorrow morning. Can you do it?"

Max smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. "You betcha."

"What about work?"

"Let Normal have kittens. He wouldn't be Normal if he didn't."

He continued to work at the computer for a minute then turned to her. "Okay, Miss Pat Standbrook, you have a flight 1342 to LA tomorrow at 10:15 a.m."

"Thanks Logan."

"You're welcome." They stayed their staring at each other for a moment. Neither knew what to say.

Max broke away first. "So, do you have anything to eat?"

Logan laughed to himself. That's one thing you couldn't always count on...Max's appetite. "I must have something in the kitchen. Too bad I don't have any grapes."

"Grapes?" Max looked at him with a puzzled look. "Why would you want grapes? They are so gross all small and squishy."

"Well..." He didn't quite know how to explain what he had seen and didn't really want to. Max already had some opinions about LA and he didn't want to add to them.

"Just was in the mood for some."

"Oh, whatever." Max said and hopped on a stool why Logan looked for food.

"Ok LA." Logan thought to yourself. "I hope you know what you are getting into."