Max gets angry but Walter curbs her

It had happened little over a year ago

Max had, had one of her worst heat induced experiences ever. She had fucked a cop in her apartment early that mourning, followed by quickly giving his entire squad a good time, pretty soon every male in the area had pitched to give her the fucking her sweat and cum drenched body yearned for.

Ted had been there with a cam-corder recording everything. Alec had stopped the gangbang, but later after finding out that Ted had blackmailed her into sucking him off before he screwed her, Alec used Ted to have his way with Max.

Max had found out about the little game, and had forcefully put an end to it. She and Alec still barely spoke?

Now Max found herself face to face with Ted again, her fist clenched tightly as anger flooded her at just the sight of the little weasel.

"You two know each other?" Walter asked.

"Oh, we know each other alright", Max said through gritted teeth.

"Hey c'mon Max, you not still angry about that are?"

Ted didn't even finished his sentence before Max had him slammed up against the wall, his feet dangling an inch off the floor.

"Hey Max", Walter protested, awestruck by how easily Max had charged Ted, "We came here to get his help, this doesn't work without him."

Max looked up at Ted an enraging fire burning behind her eyes. She moved her mouth to his ear, "You bring up the past an I'll bash your head through one of these computers, got it!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Max dropped him on his ass, and he got up rubbing it.

"OK", said Walter, "Now that everything is cool, can we get things running."

"What are we doing Walter?" asked Max.

"Ted here is a technology whiz, well whatever technology we have left?"

"We gonna use his nifty camera?s to catch Simmons at his own game?"

"I gotta go meet with Gibbons to see if his in, you two play nice."