a/n: again very short, but at least very close together.
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Chapter 2: A Long Story
Logan wheeled slowly back into his apartment, in almost a state of shock from the news Sebastian had given him. Automatically, he dumped his keys on the table and headed for his office.
"Hey," said Max from the couch, where she was curled up with a book and a cup of coffee. "Forget I was here?"
"Oh, sorry, Max," he said, blinking owlishly. "I, uh, have a lot on my mind."
"How's Sebastian doing?" She asked with genuine concern.
"He'll be ok, once he's got his head around things."
"What's the matter? Is his condition getting worse or something?"
"No, nothing like that. If anything, it concerns you too. I just needed to hear the facts for myself before I told you."
"Told me what, Logan?" She asked.
"It's a long story," he said wearily. "I'll have to start from the beginning, I guess."
"Always a good place," Max said, attempting a smile.
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