When the sniper had appeared at the end of Bethel Court, Max had been sharing a pitcher of beer with her friends from work. When he had been making his way toward his vantage point, Logan had been doing research for a hack. When he had been setting up the rifle, Max had been playing a game of pool with Original Cindy. When he had pressed the play button on his tape player, Logan had been getting a glass of water. When he had been waiting for his target to come into his sights, Max had been dialing Logan's number. When he squeezed the trigger and the bullet ripped through the target, Max and Logan had been talking on the phone. When he had been packing up his things, they had hung up. When he was disappearing from the scene, they had gone back to what they were doing...

Now Logan was standing outside the barricade, waiting for Matt Sung to finish up inside the house and meet him. He had paged Max, but wasn't sure if he could count on an immediate response, especially if she was out with her friends. She sometimes tended to let her pager go off for hours on end.

Matt exited the house. Once he spotted Logan, he nodded at him and made his way over. He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked around him, making sure no one was eavesdropping. "It was her."

"You're sure?" Logan asked. He already knew it was her. She was an informant, her information had been stored on his computer, and this was her address.

"Positive." Matt said. He paused for a moment. "So, have you got any ideas? Any leads? You think... he could help out here?"

"He's on it." Logan told him, then sighed. "Was there - Was there anything inside?"

Matt shook his head. "He never leaves anything. He goes in the house across the street, shoots, and goes. He's good, Logan. Maybe too good."

"What about the family in the house he was in?" Logan asked.

"They claim they didn't hear anything." Matt told him. "We're working on it, but I think they might be telling the truth. If this guy's trained... that's just what he's trained to do."

"Not leave any evidence and be quieter than the stars."

* * * *

Logan got home late. Much later than he would have liked, in fact. He had gone to a secure location with Matt to share information on the case, but it hadn't helped much. They just seemed to keep repeating the same things over and over. Finally they decided to give it a rest and headed out.

When Logan had walked into his living room, he got a bit of a surprise. Max was laying on his sofa, gently snoozing. He smiled down at her and remembered her mentioning that she hadn't slept in over a week.

You should've just gone home. He thought as he carefully put a blanket over her. My pages are just matters of the downtrodden, right? Blah, blah, woof, woof.



A/N: I'm going to try to post two chapters at a time. Depends on how strapped for time I am when I post. :)