"Yeah."
"Bling said you thought you might know something." Logan said. He made a hand signal to indicate he was writing and Blind nodded and went to get a pencil and paper.
"Yeah. There was another shooting today, but it was totally unrelated. Nothing matches up. But I guess the government didn't hear it wasn't related to the sniper because they sent a team down here. FBI, CIA maybe. I'm not sure."
Logan accepted the pencil and paper from Bling and jotted down a few notes. "Get anything else?"
"I think I know who's in charge, cause all of the guys are taking orders from him. But as soon as they came and found out it wasn't the sniper, they left. I think they're trying to shut the case down. Any ideas on why they would want to do that?"
"A sniper doesn't take out Eyes Only informants for nothing." Logan said. "Maybe they're involved. Did you happen to get any names?"
"Just one. The guy in charge. When he blazed by me with his ID out, he mumbled it. Lydocker maybe."
"Lydecker." Logan wasn't even aware that he'd spoken the name until Matt's voice was in his ear again.
"Yeah, that's it. Well, that's all I got."
"All right, thanks Matt." Logan hung up the phone and turned to Bling.
"I'm taking it this is more bad news." Bling said.
* * * *
"Come on, Logan, tell me." Max demanded. She turned her back to Normal so she wouldn't have to see the looks he was undoubtedly giving her.
"Look, I'd rather not tell you over the phone. Especially at work. Can't you just swing by on your next run?"
Max frowned. "No. I took all of Cindy's runs so she could leave early. She was sick and Normal's been busting my ass down here. I can't let her lose a paycheck."
She heard Logan sigh. "Okay, I understand. Just stop by when you're finished. It's important."
"After I get out of here I'm gonna check on Cindy, but then right after that I'll be at your door." She promised. She could tell Normal was walking toward her, so she gave a quick good-bye and hung up the phone. She whirled around to face Normal before he could make a remark. "Yes, sir?"
"Sir." Normal scoffed and handed Max an armful of packages. "Sir. That's a good one coming from one of you hooligans. Bip, bip!"
* * * *
It was around ten when Max finally picked the lock to Logan's apartment. She had worked overtime and it had taken her an hour to make sure Cindy was all right with everything, then there was another fifteen minutes of changing out of her work clothes.
As she passed the couch and thoughts of jumping on it and not getting up for hours flew through her head, she realized how worn out she was. She made her way into the computer room and propped herself up against the door frame. She watched Logan and Bling talk for a few minutes before announcing her arrival.
"Nice to see ya, Max." Bling gave a nod.
"Back at you." She said and moved to perch on the edge of the computer desk. "So, Mr. Quixote, what's the good - or should I say bad - word?"
Logan didn't bother smiling at her small joke. "I don't know how I should tell you this, so I'm just going to say it. Lydecker's been scouting out shootings in the area. I think Manticore's involved."
The phone rang and Bling left to answer it. Max stood stunned.
"Lydecker? Logan, that's... Lydecker? He's probably found me again. He knows. He must know. Jesus, Logan!"
"Max, calm down. I'm sure he hasn't -"
Before Logan could continue, Bling entered the room again, the phone in his hand.
"Logan, it's Matt. He says there's been another shooting."
A/N: I was thinking about something. I thought of going back to what I'd already written and tweaking it to seem more M/L, but then I didn't. I'm not the best person to be writing all of that "I love you. No, I love you more." stuff. Plus, this is supposed to be a season one fic and things just weren't that way. I have the sequel to Masquerade to be throwing all the mushy feelings into, which I totally plan on doing.
Yeah, I am doing a sequel to Masquerade. I'm in the process of writing it right now, in fact. Anybody care?