DAY TWENTYONE 10:23AM

Breathe

Alice's eyes opened wide, she let out a sharp breath. Hank, keeping a vigil by her side, snapped to attention. 

He clasped her hands, seeing that they were warm.

"Oh Max," she said as soft as a butterfly's flutter. Her eyes weren't staring at the ceiling, but beyond. Hank's anger showed at the mere mention of his name. "You're... you truly... are a magnificent bastard..." 

Before Hank could say anything, Alice looked at him and she smiled and she closed her eyes and breathed out one last time. And in the blink of an eye she was gone.

DAY TWENTYONE 2:17AM

Quarantine

Max sprawled on the bed, exhausted. Finally ready to try and sleep. He rolled over one last time to check the cigarette was butted out properly. Pain was under the pillow. And the cellphone was on the nightstand.

It hadn't rung in 24 hours. He had said they could call him if it was an emergency, but after what he discovered in the research facility, before he blew the place up... 

I'm sorry Alice. Angst would have been really proud of you. 

He couldn't see her again. Or even risk exchanging words. He had no idea how the infection was transmitted. He could try and keep them safe from LEGACY though. Hopefully his clue for the detectives would trigger them to contact whoever LEGACY had on his trail now. And he would have another target. 

24 hours. Maybe it was already all too late.

Max closed his eyes. There was always a little time left for payback.