Disclaimer: DA is owned by Cameron, Eglee, and Fox. They might own me for the right amount, but I doubt they will show interest...

A/N: Thank you for the reviews, especially comments about what I could improve. This is my first fic, so I hope to grow as a writer.

Seattle, Late Afternoon

This had been a very long day for Detective Matt Sung. Every so often a small voice in his head questioned why he had joined the Police Department after the Pulse. It hurt him that most of the public deeply distrusted the police, and it hurt more to know that they had every reason to do so. He also knew that cops were supposed to be able to trust their fellow cops, specially if you got in trouble out there, but an honest cop like himself could not trust too many of his fellow officers, and that was a terrible thing to know. At least he knew he was doing good by being a member of the Informant Net. He sometimes wondered who Eyes Only was and what he did all day. For a brief moment he had come to think that his friend and contact Logan Cale was Eyes Only- he had done a very good impression of their common boss while trying to fool Bronck. Thankfully, the real Eyes Only soon made a broadcast and had sent someone to save them. For a second he had thought it was Logan's lady friend Max, but he had been in a lot of pain at that moment and did not trust his senses that much.

His job as one of the few honest cops kept him busy enough, but it was his second job as a member of the Informant Net that made days like this even more hectic. Well, it had been a long day, but at least he knew that Eyes Only would be very happy to have the information he got today- it would help them get closer to exposing one of the biggest criminals in the entire Pacific Northwest.

Seattle, Early Afternoon

Michael Anderson, "Yellow Mike" as some people uncharitably called him, was nervous. This of course was the normal state of being for Mike, but that did not mean he ever got used to it. It had been his bad luck to get nabbed by an honest cop a few months back. Now he was an unenthusiastic member of the famous 'Eyes Only Informant Net', something that Mike knew could only get him into deep trouble one day. Fine, 'Eyes Only' was a folk hero to many and most in the criminal community feared him somewhat, especially after the man had somehow taken down Gerhardt Bronck, but that fear had not been enough to lessen their hatred of whomever that sanctimonious ass who hurt business was. If anyone got wind that Mike was part of the guy's network, well, it was going to be very bad for Mike.

Mike's internal reverie was broken by the arrival of a rather beaten-up and old car. Yeah, just like this Sung to show off how honest he was by driving a car no honest crooked cop would be caught driving.

"So Mike, what do you have to talk to me about?"

"Well, you see Detective, I got some interesting info down at South Market"

" And?"

"Well, you see, I heard these two guys talking about being security at this warehouse a little bit out of town, near this old fertilizer factory. It seems there is a big operation going on around there and Joe Ladano is behind it."

"So, did these two guys know what exactly is going on inside?"

"They didn't, but a buddy of mine who had some 'union' connections told me. You see, after I heard those guys talking about working security, I knew it had to be important, so I started looking around to see if anyone had worked in putting stuff in the warehouse, so I decided to talk to some of my friends in organized labor." Mike Anderson was a very paranoid man, and like all very paranoid men, he made sure he always knew as much as possible about anything that might mean trouble, that way, he would always know when to get the hell out of dodge.

"So Mike, what did your labor friends have to say?"

"Well, they said that whatever Ladano brought in was dangerous, because they had these guys in those space suits moving a few boxes with all these warning on them. Really freaked out some of the teamsters to know they had been shipping hazardous cargo without knowing it. One guy overheard that its black market weapons, some really expensive, nasty stuff. I guess it takes someone like Ladano to move shit like that around."

"Did anyone tell you when Ladano plans to move these things again, or whom the buyers might be?"

"Nope, not a clue, and honestly, I am lucky enough to know as much as I do know. What I can tell you is that security around that warehouse is like Fort Knox. Whatever Ladano plans for the stuff are, he is making sure that nothing goes wrong."

"Well Mike, this is very nice information. Eyes Only is going to be very happy with this. I might not need to speak with you for a few weeks. Think of it as a long vacation. Thanks for the info Mike."

Mike sat back as the car drove away. Thank God, he wasn't going to have to speak with Sung for a while. That way his chances of being caught as an informant went way down. Besides, he was planning to leave town anyways. Honestly, whatever Ladano was doing did scare him, and a quick trip to Vegas might do his mood wonders.

Foggle Towers, Evening

Max walked right up to Logan. "Hey"

"Jesus Max!" Screamed Logan. She loved getting him spooked like this. "Is scaring me like this one of your hobbies?"

"Not yet, but now that you mentioned it, might look good in my resume."

"Yes, I am sure that 'professional scarer' will fill out the whole 'genetically engineered killing machine' package"

"Yeah, never know. So, what's for dinner anyways?"

"Its a surprise."

"Really? A Cale culinary surprise? Nice. So, how goes saving the widows, orphans, and lost animals now that you are broke?"

"Actually, the Informant Net is doing quite well despite my financial difficulties. There are a lot of dedicated people out there Max, and my problems won't stop them from trying to change things for the better as well."

"Well, whatever. Maybe you can get those nice people to give you a few days break so we can do something fun, you know?"

"Come on Max. Besides, we are going to have fun tonight."

"Really? Is this the reason for the surprise? Come on Logan spill it, you know how 'patient' I am. Are we doing something tonight? Club, Movie, the Theater?"

"When have we ever gone to the movies or to a play?"

"Never, but it won't hurt to start. They have this flick opening about this guy who climbs Everest alone and almost dies up there, you know, gloomy and stuff. Might be interesting."

"Well, as much as I might enjoy a good drama here and there, no, I was thinking that perhaps we could enjoy a nice dinner and then a drive over to Discovery Park."

"OK. Good to know you want to get out some, mingle with your fellow poor and such."

At that moment, a timer went off in the kitchen. "Well Max, seems your surprise dinner is done."

"Betsie" the Aztec, Night.

The night had been quite enjoyable, thought Logan. Max had loved her food, but then she ate almost anything put in front of her, so whatever. The trip to the park had also worked well, even if a few times Logan had to swallow his pride and let Max push him over some of the unkempt paths in the park. It had been quiet and serene, which is what Logan at least needed.

"So Logan, what do we do now?"

"Now? Well, I have some information I need to develop back home."

"Of course. I was thinking thought that since you have decided to leave your fortress of solitude, you might want to join OC and the gang at Crash. You know, make a cameo appearance and such."

"Sorry Max, but this info is really important."

"Yeah, whatever, it always is..."

"Well, this time Max it really is. Have you heard of Joseph Ladano?"

"Nope. He Satan's lapdog or such?"

"Well, maybe not 'lapdog', but he is a pretty bad guy. I think he was one of the men facilitating Gerhard Bronck's white slavery ring. He also seems to be moving some pretty scary weapons currently. He might even be working with Pierpont Lemkin on this."

"So he and our buddy Lemkin tight?"

"Since when is Lemkin our buddy?"

"Since he almost shot me during that box job. Anyways, so this Ladano is moving some weapons. Sound awful. Maybe you can tell me more while we share a pitcher at Crash?"

"Sorry Max, Matt gave me this info today and I really need to get moving on it. I could drop you off at Crash if you wanted. Its just that we don't know when Ladano's deal goes down, so we have to move fast, as it might happen any day."

"Yeah, yeah. Just drop me off at my apartment- I might want to change before going to Crash."

"Sorry for this Max, but this is really important."

"I know Logan, I know. Maybe we can do the movies after you take Ladano down?"

"Who knows, perhaps we can."