"Who was that?" Max called walking in from her room.
"Insurance people." Max cocked her head in disbelief and then just shrugged. It doesn't matter who it was. She thought and stretched out on the couch. Original Cindy sat down next to her.
"So where'd he get the pictures?" She asked softly. Max thought about it for a moment.
"Only one place he could have gotten it." She huffed, "Lydecker."
"One of the guys that's after you?"
"Not just any guy, Original…the guy. The guy that's in control at Manticore. My real-life boogeyman"
"What cha gon' do?"
"I don't know. I might have to leave," She replied, "And on my way out I'll probably strangle Logan to death."
"What good would dat do?" Original Cindy replied.
Max sat up straight.
"I'll make me feel better." She answered darkly.
"Really?"
"He betrayed me, Cindy. I finally start to trust his sorry ass and he does this."
Original Cindy thought for moment.
"You know my philosophy. G's down, hoes up. But what good would leavin' him do for you?"
"No more lies. No more manipulation. No more broken promises or false hope," she replied swiftly, looking into space. Then she looked back at Original Cindy.
"One less person to look after."
"And one less person to look after you."
"No one needs to take care of me, Original. Why are you sticking up for him?"
"I'm not, boo. I just want you to make to right decision…Come here." Original Cindy gave Max a hug and Max rested her head on her shoulder.
"Now," Original continued, "If that means tellin' Wheel-boy to roll, then cool. But think 'bout it first. Aiight."
"Yeah." Max let out a deep breath, "But why? Why did he screw me over like dis?"
"Original Cindy can answer that for you, boo. You gon' have to find out for yourself,"
* * * * * *
Next morning at Jam Pony while Max was on a run, Original Cindy called Logan.
"Hi, did you get the info I needed?" he said when he answered to phone.
"Huh?" Original Cindy questioned, "Boo, this is Original Cindy here."
"Oh. Sorry. Hey."
"Maybe you should learn to ask who is it. Anyway did you get all dat?"
"All what?"
" The conversation between Max and Original Cindy. I know you were still outside the door."
"How'd you…"
"If Original wanted to make sure you were gone, she would have rolled ya ass the car herself."
"Oh."
"So what cha gon' do 'bout it?"
"What can I do?"
"I don't know, but you better decide quick. Max's comin' over tonight."
"Are you…"
"Call it woman's intuition. But listen, if you ever hurt my boo like that again I'll put the smackdown on ya ass instead of saving it." Original hung up the phone. Logan just looked at the phone for a minute and that put it down. Well. Better get ready. He thought and rolled away from his computer.
