She almost had Jonas but if it hadn't been for the fumbling ginger he'd have gotten away Scott free but he'd accidentally slapped the panic button instead of the open door pannel. Seriously, though. Who would have thought the two were in such close proximity. Max stood up and rose his hands above his head, There was no way he was getting out of this alive or with all his limbs. Angel could only do so much for him before he would be gunned down or chased for all of eternity by Hyperion. It wouldn't be the first time he'd been pursued by the company. After the marks he'd gotten at University they'd wanted to head-hunt him for R&D when it came to weapons or any kind of Engineering but he'd politely declined.
"Yeah-... Yeah ya got'me I ain't even gonna try'n run..." Max muttered lowering his head in shame and rolling his eyes.
Jonas got to his feet and placed Angel on the chair he'd been about ready to sit on. He squinted and didn't say anything, that should have been the first sign. If he was truly Jack he would have gone off his head, but he had other agendas. The Double only ever did short shifts working the strip down the middle of Opportunity and every now and then in the Pleasure palace but aside from that he had lots of time on his hands. So he took it on himself to know everything that Jack would, so he read everything in the Hyperion database. Resumes, private and confidential documents and even testimonies in the torture chambers that were reserved for corporate take overs.
But this red head, He looked familiar and Jonas couldn't quite put his finger on it. He'd seen his face somewhere before, A lot less hairy albiet, more clean shaven. He clicked his fingers a couple of times and pointed at Max. "You, I know you... But how" He said in a very Jack like tone.
"What's your name, Kiddo?" Jonas muttered stepping closer and closer to Max like a tiger stalking it's prey. "Leon" "No it's not" Jonas said with a smirk "You answered too quickly for that to be your real name" "You're good" Max said tilting his head back and running a metal hand through his hair "Yeah, Well you have to be in my position, Now I ain't got all day, Kitten. Out with it, Your real name this time"
Max sighed, there was no getting away from this clown, So in for penny in for a pound. "Geir" He said simply enough dropping his arms by his side "I thought the arm, hair and freckles would have given it away" His white teeth grazed over his lips "Maximilian to be precise" He said with a slight bow at the Double. "What about you, You know my name but I don't know yours, Obviously you're not the real Jack. Jack wouldn't bother himself with knowing nobodies names"
"Nobodies? Tch, Please. You do yourself not enough credit, Everyone knows who you are, kiddo. You're all over the news" With a click of his finger a 24h Echonet news cast started to play. A photo of his smiling pale and freckled face was plastered on the screen with a ticker reading 'Missing: Heir to GeirIndustries, Presumed dead but if you have any info call: 1800 xxx-xxx'
At the sight of the news cast a sheepish grin washed over his face. He was caught out after all. "Well, Ya got me there, Dude" he said dropping his shoulders and rolling his head to the side. "Yes, That's me" He said with another sigh mouthing 'Sorry' to Angel.