Max sat on the edge of the Space Needle, letting her legs dangle off the side. Normal people, she knew, would have been terrified, but as the wind whipped across her face, she never felt more alive. She took a moment to look up at the clouds and saw that they were dark - a storm would be coming. She looked back down at the city and noted how quiet it was that night. Usually if she tweaked her senses even just a bit, she could make the various city noises - sirens, cars backfiring, and sometimes even screams.

Deciding that she wanted to beat the storm home, she carefully pulled herself to her feet and headed back inside the Needle. When she was on the third flight of stairs, she heard a car drive up. She thought nothing of it, however, because it was still a city full of ordinary people after all... but when she heard the door to the entrance of the Space Needle open, she stopped and listened. A few footsteps, the door closing again, and the car driving off - that was it. Curious, she bounded down the remaining stairs and made her way to the long forgotten lobby.

Everything was perfectly in place, except for something in the corner. It was small and she couldn't quite tell what it was, so she walked over to it. Once she saw that it was a folder - a full one, at that - she picked it up and removed it from its ziplock bag. She flipped through the contents curiously, wondering who would leave something in the Space Needle of all places.

Her eyes widened when she realized just what the folder was. She memorized the contents then quickly placed the folder back in the ziplock bag and tossed it back in the corner. She left in a hurry, intent on getting there first.

* * * *

It was well beyond dark when he reached the Space Needle. He pulled the key from the ignition and just sat, listening to the rain pound down on the roof and hood of the car. He grabbed his hat from the passenger seat and placed it squarely on his head. He opened the car door and stepped out into the pouring rain. He looked around, making sure that no one had followed him, then made his way to the base of the Needle. He was somewhat surprised that the door leading inside was relatively easy to open.

Once inside, he looked around. The file he was looking for was in the corner nearest to the door and carefully placed in a ziplock bag. He strolled over to it and snatched it up off the floor. Deciding not to bother browsing through it until he had gotten back to the car, he left the building, closing the door quietly behind him.

* * * *

Logan set the bag of groceries down on the counter and stared down into the bag.

They can wait. He thought and went to the answering machine. Maybe Max called. Maybe I should call Max and apologize. I'll offer her a culinary masterpiece and tell her that we can talk about how much of an ass I am over dinner if she'd like.

He smiled at the thought and pressed the 'play' button on the machine. He was more then surprised when Max's voice rang out urgently from the machine.

"Look, you might not trust me, but I trust you with this. I found something at the Space Needle, a file. It was for the sniper, I think. It's got all this info on an informant and it said to move within the hour. Logan, I know who the next victim is and I'm going to stop him. The guy's name is Andrew Lukens. You can look him up if you want, but right now I've got somewhere to be."

Logan was aware that another message started playing, but he paid no attention. He rushed into the computer room and quickly looked up Andrew Lukens in his database.