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Chapter 5: Delivery

Max was close to despair. Between them, she and Bling had searched the whole apartment for any clues to Logan's disappearance. They'd found nothing. Noon was fast approaching and they still had no idea where Logan was or who might have abducted him. In desperation, she was going through all his paperwork again, more to keep her mind off worrying than in the hope it would help.

She lifted a thick folder and opened it, reading the notes it contained on drug barons so fast her eyes blurred. She hadn't looked at this one too closely last time, which was probably why she hadn't noticed the large brown envelope shoved roughly into the middle. In curiosity, she opened it and pulled out some blown up photographs. Of herself; or rather, of X5 452.

Oh my god… no wonder he's been off with me. Where the hell did he get these? The only person he could have got them from is… no, he wouldn't. He wouldn't betray me like that. Not Logan.

Would he? If he was really worried about my safety? When I refused to talk to him about Ben? Would he have gone so far as to go to Lydecker for information? This is Logan we're talking about here! No way would he risk exposure by talking to Lydecker. Unless he did it as Eyes Only.

Oh, no. I shut him out so far over Ben it sent him to Lydecker. And now Lydecker's figured out he's Eyes Only and he's going to torture him to get information on me. This is all my fault. I can't believe how stupid I've been… the skylight. They sent an X5 after him. Maybe it was Brin, just to rub it in my face that I'm the reason they have both of them.

But if that's true… why don't they have the apartment under surveillance? Wouldn't they expect me to come here looking for him? Maybe it's not Manticore at all. But then who is it? And what the hell do they want with Logan?

Her thoughts still in turmoil, Max just stared unseeing at the photographs, as Logan had done for so many hours. The phone ringing almost made her hit the ceiling.

"Hello?" Max realised her hands were actually shaking, without the help of a seizure.

"Hi, this is building security. Is Mr Cale there? I have a delivery waiting for him at the front desk."

"Oh. Send the messenger right up. He's expecting a package."

"Sure thing, ma'am." Max hung up. Cindy must have decided to come check on me in her lunch break. Who'd have thunk a genetically enhanced killing machine would need her homegirl to check on her when she's upset.

"Hey, boo, how's the search goin'?" One look at Max's face told Cindy the bad news. "No luck, huh? Maybe this'll help. Package for Logan Cale, delivered via Jam Pony messenger." Max snatched the parcel from her hands.

"Finally! Something to go on! Bling! You should come see this!" Max ripped open the package to reveal an unmarked videotape.

"Oh, no. This has kidnapping written all over it," remarked Bling. Max just stared at the tape in her hands, praying that it would contain the information she needed.

"Hello! Earth to Max! Don't tell me you have x ray vision and can watch that tape without a machine. The rest of us ain't so lucky," said Original Cindy, impatiently.

"Sorry. I just kinda spaced there for a minute." All three of them headed for the TV.

Max took a deep breath, pushed the tape into Logan's VCR and pressed play.

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