New York - Krit, Charlie and Arthur's Apartment
Charlie walked into the living room, carrying a tray with a bowl of popcorn and two glasses of coke. "Daddy just called. He said that he got word of some rich guy... Logan something, I think, coming this way from Seattle. He thinks this guy's money might not be as clean as it seems. He wants us to check it out when he gets here tomorrow. He's staying on the third floor at the Chandler." She sat beside him on the floor, leaning against the black leather couch. "So what's on tonight?"
"Nothing on TV. Movie?" Krit asked, mindlessly flicking through the channels.
"Sure. What's the plan? Internal equipment or the roof of the old music store?"
He shrugged. "Rooftop. If we get the impression that he's up to something, we'll place bugs to get what we need to nail him tomorrow. He can't spend all day in his room." He reasoned. "Matrix 3?"
Chandler Hotel Lobby - Next Day
Logan and Max impatiently waited to sign in. They had spent the last few hours stuck in Logan's Aztec and both wanted to rest before the real work started.
The manager eyed Max suspiciously from behind the counter. "Mr. Cale, good to see you again. I see you've requested your usual suite."
"I used to come here alot before Jonas and Margo moved to Seattle." Logan quickly explained to Max before turning back to the man. "I take it the usual steps were made for my arrival."
"Yes, sir. The maid's key to your room was taken and all security other then the lock on the door was disconnected. Anything else?"
"Just the key." Logan smiled, quickly signing 'L. Cale and M. Guevera' in the guestbook before grabbing the key from the desk and heading towards the elevator, Max in tow, a bellhop carrying their four bags.
"Only one bed?" She asked jokingly, walking into the bedroom and flopping down on the bed.
"You always said you never sleep." Logan shrugged, taking laptop and a few electronics out of one of his bags and started setting up on the nearby desk.
Max leaned on her elbows, watching him. "You couldn't live without that thing for 5 minutes, could you?" She taunted him, stretching on the soft mattress, letting herself decompress.
"What's with you?"
"They have a fire place downstairs and I smell bubble-baths in the bathroom. If it wasn't for work, I'd be in heaven right now." She giggled softly under her breath.
Logan looked at her quizzically. "The fire place...?"
"S'mores. I love s'mores." She simply stated, sitting up. "I'm taking a bubble-bath, yell if you need me." With that she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
He turned back to his computer, trying to purge the picture of Max... naked... in the tub... surrounded by bubbles... He shook his head. 'Gotta focus on work.'
Knights HQ
"He checked in this morning, with a female companion. We have nothing on the girl. She is to be unharmed, unless she provokes you." Arthur told them both, pacing in his office, Krit and Charlie sitting leisurely before him, Krit reading and Charlie, staring into space. "Are either of you listening to me?"
"Of course, Daddy." Charlie said lightly.
Arthur sighed. "Well then what did I say?"
The pair looked at him.
"Checked in this morning." Krit said flatly.
"Got some girl with him." Charlie matched his tone.
"Don't know her, don't hurt her." Krit finished.
"Yeah." Arthur simply said. "That's it."
Charlie stood up, kissing Arthur on the cheek before walking out, saying "Bye, Daddy."
Krit followed her out, leaving his book in Arthur's office as always. "No, we can't take some music with us." He said to Charlie before she could even open her mouth.
"Why not?" She whined.
"Because we need to pay attention."
"But stake-outs are *so* boring! I'm gonna need something to do!"
"You'll live."
Top of Abandoned 'Rick's Music' Building - Late That Night
"I told you not to bring that." Krit told Charlie glancing at her as she put a CD in her player. "Do you ever listen to me?"
"Do you ever stop complaining?" Charlie asked, smiling.
They both sighed, turning back to the Chandler Hotel, both using Manticore 'super-sight' to watch Logan and his mystery girl in their room. The girl sat with her back to the window, eating popcorn, throwing it in the air and catching it in her mouth, watching some pay-per-view movie. Logan was sitting at a desk nearby, working on a computer.
"Would you check out that hardware." Charlie, licking her lips. "I swear. Give me and Gogol ten minutes on that baby and all hell would break loose. That computer looks like it could hack into the Pentagon, you know, with the right owner."
"You and Kyle spend *way* to much time together."
"Again with the complaining."
They sat in silence for a moment, Charlie putting her CD player back in her bag, trying to find another way to entertain herself.
Krit interrupted the silence. "Is it just me, or does this chick never miss?"
Charlie glared at him. "'Chick'?"
"You know what I meant. Just watch her." The dark haired girl through a kernel in the air catching it effortlessly on it's way back. "She hasn't missed one since we got here."
"So she's good at catching food. Big-whoop."
"Your right... probably nothing." He turned his attention to Logan. "What would he be doing with all that computer stuff?"
"Hacking most likely. I'd have to take a closer look, but Eyes Only would have similar equipment." Charlie said thoughtfully.
"Hacking... like into banks?"
"It could be done."
Logan and Max's Hotel Room
"I think someone's watching us." Max murmured to Logan, her eyes staying on the screen.
"Uh-huh." He nodded. "Across the street?"
"Mmmhmm." She turned the TV off. "I'm gonna go for a walk."
He turned off his monitor, standing up and following her into the sitting room. "Good idea."
Roof Top
"Where are they going?"
Krit sighed. "Why are you asking me? Do I look like I'm psychic?"
A silence followed.
"Found 'em."
"Where?"
Charlie pointed down to the street, straight at Max an Logan, crossing the road.
"They're coming this way."
"Let's get out of here." Krit ordered at the sight of Max and Logan walking into the empty store.
They silently dashed to the other side of the roof at an inhuman speed, jumping through an already shattered window in the next building.
Max quickly throw the door open, expecting to find something, anything thing, to show who or where their watchers.
Nothing. Not a single clue proving that anyone had even been there.
"Paranoid much?" She heard Logan ask jokingly as he made his way up the final steps.
"I could have sworn..." She trailed off, continuing to look around.
"Don't worry about it, Max. Lets get back to the room."
She followed him back down the stairs, trying to shake the feeling of worry from her. Was she really just being paranoid or was there someone watching them?
Charlie walked into the living room, carrying a tray with a bowl of popcorn and two glasses of coke. "Daddy just called. He said that he got word of some rich guy... Logan something, I think, coming this way from Seattle. He thinks this guy's money might not be as clean as it seems. He wants us to check it out when he gets here tomorrow. He's staying on the third floor at the Chandler." She sat beside him on the floor, leaning against the black leather couch. "So what's on tonight?"
"Nothing on TV. Movie?" Krit asked, mindlessly flicking through the channels.
"Sure. What's the plan? Internal equipment or the roof of the old music store?"
He shrugged. "Rooftop. If we get the impression that he's up to something, we'll place bugs to get what we need to nail him tomorrow. He can't spend all day in his room." He reasoned. "Matrix 3?"
Chandler Hotel Lobby - Next Day
Logan and Max impatiently waited to sign in. They had spent the last few hours stuck in Logan's Aztec and both wanted to rest before the real work started.
The manager eyed Max suspiciously from behind the counter. "Mr. Cale, good to see you again. I see you've requested your usual suite."
"I used to come here alot before Jonas and Margo moved to Seattle." Logan quickly explained to Max before turning back to the man. "I take it the usual steps were made for my arrival."
"Yes, sir. The maid's key to your room was taken and all security other then the lock on the door was disconnected. Anything else?"
"Just the key." Logan smiled, quickly signing 'L. Cale and M. Guevera' in the guestbook before grabbing the key from the desk and heading towards the elevator, Max in tow, a bellhop carrying their four bags.
"Only one bed?" She asked jokingly, walking into the bedroom and flopping down on the bed.
"You always said you never sleep." Logan shrugged, taking laptop and a few electronics out of one of his bags and started setting up on the nearby desk.
Max leaned on her elbows, watching him. "You couldn't live without that thing for 5 minutes, could you?" She taunted him, stretching on the soft mattress, letting herself decompress.
"What's with you?"
"They have a fire place downstairs and I smell bubble-baths in the bathroom. If it wasn't for work, I'd be in heaven right now." She giggled softly under her breath.
Logan looked at her quizzically. "The fire place...?"
"S'mores. I love s'mores." She simply stated, sitting up. "I'm taking a bubble-bath, yell if you need me." With that she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
He turned back to his computer, trying to purge the picture of Max... naked... in the tub... surrounded by bubbles... He shook his head. 'Gotta focus on work.'
Knights HQ
"He checked in this morning, with a female companion. We have nothing on the girl. She is to be unharmed, unless she provokes you." Arthur told them both, pacing in his office, Krit and Charlie sitting leisurely before him, Krit reading and Charlie, staring into space. "Are either of you listening to me?"
"Of course, Daddy." Charlie said lightly.
Arthur sighed. "Well then what did I say?"
The pair looked at him.
"Checked in this morning." Krit said flatly.
"Got some girl with him." Charlie matched his tone.
"Don't know her, don't hurt her." Krit finished.
"Yeah." Arthur simply said. "That's it."
Charlie stood up, kissing Arthur on the cheek before walking out, saying "Bye, Daddy."
Krit followed her out, leaving his book in Arthur's office as always. "No, we can't take some music with us." He said to Charlie before she could even open her mouth.
"Why not?" She whined.
"Because we need to pay attention."
"But stake-outs are *so* boring! I'm gonna need something to do!"
"You'll live."
Top of Abandoned 'Rick's Music' Building - Late That Night
"I told you not to bring that." Krit told Charlie glancing at her as she put a CD in her player. "Do you ever listen to me?"
"Do you ever stop complaining?" Charlie asked, smiling.
They both sighed, turning back to the Chandler Hotel, both using Manticore 'super-sight' to watch Logan and his mystery girl in their room. The girl sat with her back to the window, eating popcorn, throwing it in the air and catching it in her mouth, watching some pay-per-view movie. Logan was sitting at a desk nearby, working on a computer.
"Would you check out that hardware." Charlie, licking her lips. "I swear. Give me and Gogol ten minutes on that baby and all hell would break loose. That computer looks like it could hack into the Pentagon, you know, with the right owner."
"You and Kyle spend *way* to much time together."
"Again with the complaining."
They sat in silence for a moment, Charlie putting her CD player back in her bag, trying to find another way to entertain herself.
Krit interrupted the silence. "Is it just me, or does this chick never miss?"
Charlie glared at him. "'Chick'?"
"You know what I meant. Just watch her." The dark haired girl through a kernel in the air catching it effortlessly on it's way back. "She hasn't missed one since we got here."
"So she's good at catching food. Big-whoop."
"Your right... probably nothing." He turned his attention to Logan. "What would he be doing with all that computer stuff?"
"Hacking most likely. I'd have to take a closer look, but Eyes Only would have similar equipment." Charlie said thoughtfully.
"Hacking... like into banks?"
"It could be done."
Logan and Max's Hotel Room
"I think someone's watching us." Max murmured to Logan, her eyes staying on the screen.
"Uh-huh." He nodded. "Across the street?"
"Mmmhmm." She turned the TV off. "I'm gonna go for a walk."
He turned off his monitor, standing up and following her into the sitting room. "Good idea."
Roof Top
"Where are they going?"
Krit sighed. "Why are you asking me? Do I look like I'm psychic?"
A silence followed.
"Found 'em."
"Where?"
Charlie pointed down to the street, straight at Max an Logan, crossing the road.
"They're coming this way."
"Let's get out of here." Krit ordered at the sight of Max and Logan walking into the empty store.
They silently dashed to the other side of the roof at an inhuman speed, jumping through an already shattered window in the next building.
Max quickly throw the door open, expecting to find something, anything thing, to show who or where their watchers.
Nothing. Not a single clue proving that anyone had even been there.
"Paranoid much?" She heard Logan ask jokingly as he made his way up the final steps.
"I could have sworn..." She trailed off, continuing to look around.
"Don't worry about it, Max. Lets get back to the room."
She followed him back down the stairs, trying to shake the feeling of worry from her. Was she really just being paranoid or was there someone watching them?