A little breaking and entering never hurt anyone.

Max went over the plan in her head as she waited patiently, perched just outside the window of one of the largest mansions in Seattle. Just outside the city limits on a large estate, the extravagant home belonged to a man named Charles Whitney. It was no secret to anyone that Mr. Whitney dabbled on the wrong side of the law, having connections in almost all the organized crime in Seattle, but because of his wealth and position with the towns elite he was untouchable by the law. Logan had recently discovered that Mr. Whitney was keeping person files on all of this activities at his private home. With this evidence Eyes Only would be able to make a case against him so damning that even his connections would not be able to save him.

And that was why Max knelt carefully on the edge of the roof, peering into the window of Mr. Whitney's study. Waiting for his personal maid to finish cleaning the room. Logan had informed her of the great lengths that Whitney went to insure his property. The best security system money could buy guarded his home, but luckily for Max no human guards as Whitney was intensely paranoid about being double crossed. Her normal burglary attire wasn't quite suited for his job. Instead of the tight fitting leather pants with a vest, she wore a skin stealth suit that she had recently acquired when working a military job for Logan. The black Lycra like fabric stretched tightly around her body, hugging every curve, leaving nothing to the imagination. Special membranes in the suit absorbed all body heat making her almost invisible to infrared detectors. It definitely wasn't comfortable but it did its job well.

Max waited a few minutes as the maid left the room. Deactivating the sensors around the window she opened it quietly, slowly sliding into the study.