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What Series IS This Anyway?

On the morning train Max blended in with the other commuters who were heading off to work. There were over two dozen commuters in the car and Max didn't mind it at all, since Bishop seemed to have something in the works. It was rare to find this many people in the car. 

Even though his eyes were closed and he looked like he was dozing off, Max's mind was going over a number of future unwritten scenarios that might occur. He was interrupted from his morning process when someone plopped into the chair next to him.

"Is this seat taken?" the fellow asked. 

Max shook his head and straightened himself up; he glanced out the window.

"Do you mind if I asked you something?" the commuter inquired after several moments of silence. 

"Fire away," Max told him.

"I was told that if I needed something done that I was to find a certain person that rides a certain subway car and he might help me with my problem," the commuter said in a low secretive voice.

"Well," Max said as he leaned over to the man. "It all depends on who you where you looking for. But, by the sounds of it you are looking for a fictional character called Hannibal Smith."