Max makes Jessip an offer.

Max nudged his leg with her own, then again harder when he didn't wake.

Jessip mumbled something incomprehensible and shifted in his sleep.

"Wake up," Max spoke finally breaking her silence. The sound of a womanly voice definably not coming from his TV was more than enough to rouse Jessip from his dreamless sleep.

"Huh," he replied softly, his eyes fluttering open finding Max, standing in front of him. Her slender frame illuminated from behind by the soft glow from the TV. His brow furrowed his head still hazy.

"What the hell," he stumbled out, still not sure if he was dreaming or not. He reached over to the counter beside the sofa looking for his gun, finding nothing.

Max smirked. "You think I'm stupid?"

"You?"Jessip asked perplexed. He recognized her from the other night; she was not a girl a guy would just forget. But why in hell was she standing in front of him now, inside his home.

"You know who I am?" Max asked.

Jessip nodded. What he wanted to know was why she was here. ****? He began to panic. Did she follow him home to kill him for what he did?She already gave him a black eye that still hurt wasn't that enough.

"I need information."

Jessip let out a sigh of relief."Information?" he repeated not sure what she was getting at.

"The Eyes Only task ****, I need to know everything about it." Max stared down at him, the intensity in her eyes beginning to unnerve him. "You tell me what I need to know." Max's hand went up to the collar of her vest as she spoke, her gloved hand grasping the zipper. Slowly she pulled down exposing her golden tanned skin. "You get what I want, and I'll give you what I know you want."