So, I tried to get this one up a little quicker than the last. Shout-outs to:

AnikaandAj, anonymous, and flash5335!

Fang POV:

"So man, when are we gonna attack these DG dudes?" Ratchet asked. Fang sighed at his laptop. Since arriving in New York – no, since they left Paris – Ratchet had asked nonstop about fighting the DG. The problem was, none of them had any idea who to fight. And it really irked Fang – the lack of information and Ratchet not leaving him alone. Luckily, Star took over for him. "My God, Ratchet, for the last time! We don't have anything at all!" she scolded. Ratchet grinned, like he had hoped for that to happen.

Whatever. He didn't understand Ratchet's flirting, but…were he and Max like that? Him and Maya?

With a sigh, Fang went back to his laptop. He'd found absolutely nothing. It didn't help that authorities had taken down the DG website. He'd Google-ed, Bing-ed, and Yahoo-ed keywords like 'DG,' 'Doomsday Group,' 'Paris,' and some of the entire notes they'd received from the DG. But every site that came up had been closed down by some sort of government agency. Nothing. The DG was completely off the grid.

"Fang, I think the website may be hidden in the some of the notes," Holden said next to Maya in the Hotel couch, with a small stack of papers in between them.

"Wait, I think I have it. Look at the letter we got in Paris. Some of the letters have tiny splotches of ink. Look!" she said walking over to him. Fang gave a half smile. Maya. Why couldn't Max just accept that Maya was a different person? Though Hell would probably break loose if his group found out she was Max's clone.

Fang looked out the note. And he definitely just could make out little splotches of ink, almost like accents, but smaller.

Let the One Light make your dark days disappear. Join us at the Place de la Concorde and experience the love and acceptance of the One Light. Be part of the solution! We're going to save the planet! Rejoice!

With love, from your friends at the Doomsday Group

If this worked, that meant the website was . Fang typed it in. And after minutes of waiting (terrible hotel wi-fi) the site finally opened. At the top in a banner, were the plain, bold words, "THE DOOMSDAY GROUP." Plans were written on the site, only in pictures to avoid detection in a Google search. This was good, really good. Finally! A break!

He reached over to his phone when his computer beeped for an alert. Fang turned back to his computer. The only alert he'd subscribed to was – no. He'd only subscribed to the emergency news disasters. He clicked on the alert. The title of the article was "Delta Airlines Flight Number 18832 Explodes Over the Atlantic – 493 Casualties, No Survivors"

No. What flight had Nudge texted him that they were on? He checked his messages.

"hey fang! the airport, flight 18832." No! Max couldn't be dead, could she? Fang felt sick.

No there was no way she was dead, no way she would have let herself be killed. Besides, Fang would have known if she died. Wouldn't he?

So, what do you guys think? What did you think of Nudge's text? How'd I do in Fang's POV?

Wanted to clarify one thing about the note: That was the actual note in ANGEL, and I bolded the letters so you could tell which ones were important to the story.

Oh, I have a random thought: Did you guys know that Brigid Dywer is a real person? She helped JP in his first Alex Cross book, Along Came a Spider. Her name is in the acknowledgements!

R&R?