One of the cops recognizes Max from somewhere.

The cop watched as his partner escorted Max into one of the integration rooms. He winced as he looked a the large bruise forming across his partners face, glad that he wasn't the one who was had received the the punch from the deceptively strong young girl.

Something about Max definitely caught his eye thought. He swore he had seen her from somewhere. On a hunch he booted up his computer and checked the list of outstanding warrants for girls matching her description. Smiling as a high priority warrant popped up that described her perfectly.

"Knew it," he muttered as he quickly jotted down the information on the warrant. "High Risk. Contact NSA Agent Ames White with any information about the suspect. 555-5533." Oh this catch was sure to land him the promotion he was going for.

The punched the number into his cell phone.

"NSA directory how may I direct your call"

"I need to speak with an Agent Ames White"

"Please hold while I transfer you"

The soft calming music filled his phone speaker as his eyes drifted towards the integration room door where his little prize was being held. No doubt his partner was already having fun and he idly wondered if he'd have time to have some fun with her before his Ames White guy came and picked her up.

"Yes?" a gruff male voice replaced the on hold music scaring him out of his little day dream.

"Agent White?" he asked.

"Yes"

"I have something you've been looking for."