Status: writer's block on this one, I don't know what I want to happen next, will start back up when I get an idea.

When I Go Out I Wanna Go Out On A Chariot Of Fire

Hallelujah, Whoa

Max's POV

Ronnie and I were laying in bed after an amazing night when...

"Morning boys!" Evelynne... wait, Evelynne?

"How did you know where I live let alone get in my house through the locked doors and windows."

"Honey do you know who I am? Intelligence expert extrodinairre. It doesn't take a genius to pick a lock and open a file."

"I have a file?"

"Everyone has a file. Ronnie does, I do Craig does, David and the boys used to."

"Used to?"

"As far as anyone is concerned, they never existed. File destroyed."

"By whom?"

"Me."

"You can do that?"

"Max, the law, its down there, and I'm, up here. Above it."

"How can you be above the law?"

"As far as anyone other than the President and head of other government agencies are concerned, I don't exist. No file, never born, a ghost."

"How?"

"To technical for you to understand."

"Ok then."

"Well, don't you want to know why I'm here?"

"Sure."