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Author's Note: This story takes place after Field Commander Max, although all you really need to know is that Max has accepted the position of being Logan's Field Commander (as offered in Flushed) as is a little bit more protective of Logan now than she ever was in the series.
"What part of 'Max will kill me' are you having a problem understanding?" Bling asked Logan in exasperation.
"C'mon, Bling, this isn't an Eyes Only field mission. I am just going to meet an old friend," Logan said.
"Who said that he was in trouble," Bling said.
"Exactly," Logan confirmed.
"Trouble means take backup," Bling tried to patiently explain to the civilian.
"So you're coming with me?"
"Logan, why aren't you paging Max?"
Logan sighed and began to explain. "In the first place, I have known Jude since I was in seventh grade. I was a bit arrogant back then and I don't want Max to hear about those stories."
"I hate to break it to you, but I don't think she'd be surprised."
Logan frowned and continued. "Second, he said this was urgent and I needed to come right away."
"That should have been the first red flag. The location is the second," Bling pointed out. "You know Max could be here, or meet you there."
"She's at work. He boss is already furious about the amount of time she spends on Eyes Only assignments. Bling, I already ask too much of her."
"If you think that, you don't understand her at all." Logan just glared at Bling. "What's the real reason?"
"I have lost a grand total of four girlfriends over the years to him and … Max and I are just starting … and I'm …" Logan gestures at his legs and looks up at Bling with a pained expression.
"Logan, you should know damn well Max is the most secure and loyal girlfriend you could ever possibly have. She doesn't trust anyone else to get close enough to realize that there's something … unique about her. Those in the informant net that suspect something after the Vivaldi incident are too intimidated and think you have great courage to be dating even a half were-cat."
"Look, Bling, I told him I would be there in 20 minutes, which means I have to leave now. Are you coming or not?" Logan stared pushing himself towards the door.
"Yes." Bling checked his weapon and followed Logan to the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed Logan had to ask, "Half were-cat, huh?"
"Oh, yeah! I thought sex made for hot rumors. It's got nothing on the supernatural!" Both men laughed.
"Yeah, that's him." The unidentified thug confirmed.
"I'm a dead man." Bling said.
"Not you, him!" corrected the unidentified thug.
"Doesn't matter. If you don't kill me, his girlfriend will." Bling replied.
Logan glared at Bling. "Jude, I can't believe you're involved with people like this."
"You always were a self righteous asshole, Logan Cale. You know, I never did like you, but I appreciate you showing up especially since we couldn't get a valid address on you. I personally never would have thought you were capable of accomplishing much, but hey. If I get to watch you suffer, it works for me." Jude gloated.
"I wasn't that much of an asshole, even in high school." Logan replied.
"Yeah, you were. You had it all - money, brains, looks, girls, talent – and you never let anyone forget it! I'm just glad I finally got to see you be wrong about something." Jude said.
"Just one of the many perks of working for me," a man in an expensive Italian suit said. "I'm not sure who you are?" He nodded to Bling as he took out his gun and put the silencer on.
"That's OK." Bling replied.
"But you don't have to die." The emphasis on the word 'you' letting them both know exactly what he thought of Logan's chances at this point.
"Nope, at this point I am definitely a dead man."
"Listen, there is no purpose to you dying too. Whatever he wants, what could it matter at this point?" Logan was trying to save his friend's life.
"He'll kill me quicker than Max will! I don't know what they have planned, but they can't have as many years black-ops experience as she has!" Bling snapped at Logan as the bad man in the good suit aimed the gun at his best friend's head.
"Oh, I don't know about that. I think that you could be a long time dying," gloated an unnamed thug from a dark corner.
"Oh no." The man in the expensive suit said. "That was my predecessors' mistake now, wasn't it? I'm just going to kill you before this 'Max' can show up to save you."
Logan looked directly at the man who was about to shoot him. He heard a shot, a loud boom, and then everything went dark.
Max had a drop off in Sector 9, so she swung by Logan's place as always. If she puttered around for an extra few minutes she would get back to Jam Pony too late in the day to go on another run. She figured that she would pop in, check on Logan, see if he needed anything from the market, then head back to clock out of work.
Max stalked around Logan's apartment. She'd had the uneasy feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't quite figure out what it was. Logan wasn't here but he wasn't expecting her so that shouldn't bother her, but it did. She unlocked his computer, checked where his GPS signal was, frowned at the bad part of town he was in, and left in a big hurry not realizing that she was already too late to save him.
To be continued…..