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Chapter 4: Aspirin

When Logan woke, he was sitting in his chair in a small, bare concrete room with only a splitting headache for company. Reaching back, he discovered a large and tender lump on the back of his skull. From the crick in his neck, he'd been out for some time.

Ow. There must have been a third one with a lighter tread with them. Wish they'd had a lighter hand too, he mused. He rested his face in his hands, rubbing his itching eyes beneath his glasses. Well, I knew it was going to happen eventually, he thought. Someone's finally figured out that I'm connected to Eyes Only. At least they shouldn't be able to access the informant net.

After around half an hour, the door was unlocked and two women walked in. One was young, Asian looking, with very long dark hair in a ponytail. The other was middle aged, peroxide blonde and very clearly in charge.

"Good morning, Mr Cale. I am Director Renfro." She smirked like a cat playing with a mouse before the kill.

Logan wasn't in the mood for wordplay. His head was too sore. "Congratulations. Why am I here?"

"Very well, straight to the point. You are here to ensure that a very interesting piece of technology being developed by Cale Industries is sold to the US government, not overseas."

"You obviously haven't done your research. I have nothing whatsoever to do with the running of the company."

"True. That was why your dear uncle didn't think you might be in danger, so didn't warn you to expect a visit from us. Every other member of the family is under 24 hour guard."

"Oh, so this is a kidnapping. If Jonas doesn't sell you whatever it is you want you kill me."

"Very good, Mr Cale, you're really quite bright."

"I think I lost a few IQ points when you brought me in," he said ruefully, touching his head again. "I suppose some aspirin would be out of the question?"

"Not at all, I'll have some sent in for you. We're not unreasonable people. You don't know your own strength, 734, I'm sure it wasn't necessary to hit Mr Cale quite so hard."

Logan looked at the young woman more closely. 734? Damn, she's an X5, must be. "You're the one that knocked me out?"

"Don't look so surprised, Mr Cale. 734 is stronger than she looks."

"Now that I do believe," said Logan dryly. The women left, and a few minutes later the X5 returned with Logan's aspirin and a glass of water.

"Thanks," he said, taking them.

"I am only following the Director's orders. Gratitude is unnecessary." The girl replied, deadpan.

"Why does she call you 734? Why not your name?" Logan fished, looking for confirmation that this was indeed one of Max's sisters.

"My designation is 734. I have no need for a name." The words sounded like a lesson she had been forced to repeat over and over.

"Everyone needs a name. I'd prefer to call you a name instead of a number. Make one up if you like. Anything at all."

"I am 734. I am a soldier." He handed her the now empty glass and the aspirin bottle.

"Is that what your family call you? 734? Or do they have another name for you?"

"My family… used to call me Brin, a long time ago." She turned to leave.

Brin? Max's sister, taken by Lydecker to save her life from the progeria? Oh, crap. Now he was definitely in trouble. There was no way he was leaving her with Renfro. He'd have to try and persuade her to escape with him.

"Nice to meet you, Brin. Hope I see you again soon." The girl paused a little before she left. Well, it's a start, Logan thought.

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I know, I know, Renfro obviously hasn't done any research because she doesn't know how much Jonas hates Logan, but work with me here.