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were alike.”
    “You never asked him where he came or how he knew all of this.”
    “I sure did, he only stated that for now it was ‘me to know and us to find out’, which was what we were here for.” Max said as soon as the girl brought our drinks. I remembered the fawn meal I had in the morning, an exquisite banquet, but that was not all that I remembered. Alex face with angry eyes glaring back at me with killer instincts, yet stable to speak. I looked at Jeremy, elbows to the table, and staring down at it as is staring he can put his troubles away while he burns a hole with his stare.
    “You know him, don’t you?” I said as Jeremy looks up and stares ate me blankly.
    “Stop playing naïve. I know there is something in your agenda you are not telling me.”
    “Sara I can’t…”
    “Shut up. I don’t want to hear your stupid lies now.” I said turning my gaze to Max and he was looking around puffin and inhaling rapidly.
    “Max, max look at me,” I said, “look at me and think of someone you care subside the hu nger.”
    “I am not hungry nor am not in a state of confusion like Alex, I am just wondering where he is.”
    “I saw him in the forest some hours ago, before we got to the morgue.”
    “Had he turned?”
    “What is this thing about turning I don’t understand?” I asked looking at Jeremy. His hands now were clasped on to a tight knot. Something had just been told that put him in an unease state.
    “What, tell me know” I said as I was about to slap him again in my mind as I did before.
    “You don’t remember when I found you?” he asked and Max for the first time looked at him with and aw.
    “ Fifteen years, stuck in a lab been poked with needles every time, I could remember you and I remember the nurse, I don’t remember you finding me any place just the fucking Lab.”
    “Sara you are the first we found with this and for your question in the morgue I did not do such thing.” He said unclasping his ball of fingers and laying them on the table, “but I have to come clean to you, you deserve at least that.”
    “Why?”
    “Sara, you are my daughter, it doesn’t matter that I found you between two corpses, or that you are who you are. You are my daughter and that is it.”
    “Fuck, now I am your daughter? After all those needles and those scans? After all they did to me? Jeremy you are so full of yourself.” I almost screamed those words to him. I was infuriated, the whole idea of him talking as he was my father was nauseating even. Max was enjoying himself a big smile appeared on his face as if a joke was made and he was holding the laughter for the punch line.
    “Okay,” I said rising my hands and lowering my head. The diner was busy, it was still half way the day and we were just stuck with a undead man, a drifter and an old and weary federal agent named Jeremy, I wanted him dead. “What do we know for now, and you.” I pointed to Jeremy,” better start talking sense to me because right now you are losing, Max doesn’t even know what he is or what he is capable and he is making more sense than you.”
    The diner we nt silent as someone entered, My back to the door I could not see, but I knew it was someone important because all the hush and low whispers disappear. As Jeremy looked up and his eyes widen I turned my head over my shoulder and a man in black suit, same tie and same black glasses was walking towards us. I looked back at Jeremy.
    NO, he mouthed the words a silent omen of things he had done bad in the past came fo rwarding like a V.C.R. forwarding a movie and everything went fast.
    The man sits beside me talking exclusively to Jeremy about the score of the century, or so he said. He told him how the situation should be held and Jeremy only nodded. A man that had been director of a military lab, proud and straight all the time, now was just whimpering with its tail between his legs like a dog scolded for peeing on the carpet, he was now a laky for a new and