Broken Wings - XII -
Max
I finally figured out why I work alone. It was because of people like LA. Trying to get control of my anger, I decided to walk a few blocks. Getting a hold of myself was possible but difficult. The trick was to do something constructive before I became destructive on someone. It was a good thing LA decided not to follow me. I would have been forced to put him in a world of hurt.
"Get out of my way!" I yelled as someone stopped in front of me. Just one minute with Dr. Lee. One minute was all I need to get rid of this foul mood and get the info I needed. I'd find out the truth. My way would be the easy way. The threat of a little defenestration might just be what the doctor ordered. That would also permanently damage Eye's Only relationship with one of his most valuable and reliable contacts. Not that I was all that impressed with them or anything, but Logan didn't deserve that. He might need these guys in the future. I was going to have to find another way.
Instead of using my primal instincts and taking care of things my way, I turned to Plan B, the stealth approach. After walking off some of my steam, I approached the building that held Dr. Lee's shop but this time, I would go to the window. Logan didn't have to know all of the details about how I got the information. I contacted LA, I spoke with Dr. Lee, I got the information. Technically, it was all true. What are a few details between friends? He didn't always want to know the details of the things I did to get information anyways.
Making my way down an alley, I was approaching the fire escape when the car caught my eye. What the...??!! I knew exactly who it belonged to and it didn't improve my mood. LA. I had a good idea of why he was there too. He decided to stay and have a little side-chat with the good doctor. So much for honestly between colleagues.
With a swift jump, I was on the fire escape ladder, making a list in my head of all the things that I could do to teach LA a lesson. He picked the wrong time to double cross Eye's Only and the wrong girl to lie to. Bingo! Looking in the window, I saw him. There was the moron talking to Dr. Lee.
"Justin, thank you for coming back (Justin? So that's his name. Good to know.) I did not speak about my brother in front of that woman. There are many people who would like to find my brother and I must be very careful."
At least he had the decency to call me a woman. Leave it to "Justin", he'd probably use some archaic term like "Chick" or "Babe". You had to give the man credit for looking out for family. I could overlook that. I would do the same thing myself. Maybe he was off the hook, but not "Justin."
"I understand Dr. Lee. So, you have heard from your brother?"
Wow! The guy is bright! Did he figure that out all by himself? No wonder he needed a partner. She probably spent most of her time telling him his parking break was on.
"Yes, I have. He did not go into much detail but I believe he is working on another project as we speak."
Just what we needed...another secret project. When would these people just leave it alone?
"Where is he now?"
"China."
"China?" Justin echoed my own thoughts. "How do we get in touch with him?"
I could see Dr. Lee shake his head.
"I got the impression that it would be his last phone call for a while. What he is working on right now...it is very important."
"I guess Seattle is just going to have to find someone else then."
My eyes burned a hole in the window. "Who does he think he is?" My anger getting the better of me, I didn't realize that I was talking aloud, "The hell I will. If you think that I am just going to sit around while a friend of mine wastes away..."
I felt the hand on my shoulder before I finished. Immediately, I whipped around to a defensive stance, my arm flying at the intruder. Before it could connect, it was caught in the air and a familiar face came closer. Zack? I shouted the name in my mind. It seemed as though the world had stopped. Why do his appearances always have this effect on me? I get trapped somewhere between elation at seeing my brother and dread at the conflicts I know will arise.
What are you doing here?" The words came from both of our lips at the same time as we stood in silence, both of us waiting for the other to respond.
Max
I finally figured out why I work alone. It was because of people like LA. Trying to get control of my anger, I decided to walk a few blocks. Getting a hold of myself was possible but difficult. The trick was to do something constructive before I became destructive on someone. It was a good thing LA decided not to follow me. I would have been forced to put him in a world of hurt.
"Get out of my way!" I yelled as someone stopped in front of me. Just one minute with Dr. Lee. One minute was all I need to get rid of this foul mood and get the info I needed. I'd find out the truth. My way would be the easy way. The threat of a little defenestration might just be what the doctor ordered. That would also permanently damage Eye's Only relationship with one of his most valuable and reliable contacts. Not that I was all that impressed with them or anything, but Logan didn't deserve that. He might need these guys in the future. I was going to have to find another way.
Instead of using my primal instincts and taking care of things my way, I turned to Plan B, the stealth approach. After walking off some of my steam, I approached the building that held Dr. Lee's shop but this time, I would go to the window. Logan didn't have to know all of the details about how I got the information. I contacted LA, I spoke with Dr. Lee, I got the information. Technically, it was all true. What are a few details between friends? He didn't always want to know the details of the things I did to get information anyways.
Making my way down an alley, I was approaching the fire escape when the car caught my eye. What the...??!! I knew exactly who it belonged to and it didn't improve my mood. LA. I had a good idea of why he was there too. He decided to stay and have a little side-chat with the good doctor. So much for honestly between colleagues.
With a swift jump, I was on the fire escape ladder, making a list in my head of all the things that I could do to teach LA a lesson. He picked the wrong time to double cross Eye's Only and the wrong girl to lie to. Bingo! Looking in the window, I saw him. There was the moron talking to Dr. Lee.
"Justin, thank you for coming back (Justin? So that's his name. Good to know.) I did not speak about my brother in front of that woman. There are many people who would like to find my brother and I must be very careful."
At least he had the decency to call me a woman. Leave it to "Justin", he'd probably use some archaic term like "Chick" or "Babe". You had to give the man credit for looking out for family. I could overlook that. I would do the same thing myself. Maybe he was off the hook, but not "Justin."
"I understand Dr. Lee. So, you have heard from your brother?"
Wow! The guy is bright! Did he figure that out all by himself? No wonder he needed a partner. She probably spent most of her time telling him his parking break was on.
"Yes, I have. He did not go into much detail but I believe he is working on another project as we speak."
Just what we needed...another secret project. When would these people just leave it alone?
"Where is he now?"
"China."
"China?" Justin echoed my own thoughts. "How do we get in touch with him?"
I could see Dr. Lee shake his head.
"I got the impression that it would be his last phone call for a while. What he is working on right now...it is very important."
"I guess Seattle is just going to have to find someone else then."
My eyes burned a hole in the window. "Who does he think he is?" My anger getting the better of me, I didn't realize that I was talking aloud, "The hell I will. If you think that I am just going to sit around while a friend of mine wastes away..."
I felt the hand on my shoulder before I finished. Immediately, I whipped around to a defensive stance, my arm flying at the intruder. Before it could connect, it was caught in the air and a familiar face came closer. Zack? I shouted the name in my mind. It seemed as though the world had stopped. Why do his appearances always have this effect on me? I get trapped somewhere between elation at seeing my brother and dread at the conflicts I know will arise.
What are you doing here?" The words came from both of our lips at the same time as we stood in silence, both of us waiting for the other to respond.
