Back at the Logan's mansion, Dex returned home all stitched up only to find a disoriented Max pacing around.
"Max, what the hell is wrong with you and where is Phoenix?" Dex asked impatiently while wincing slightly in pain due to the hurt emanating from his shoulder.
"S...sir, I...I... I..."
"Max!" Dex boomed fiercely, "I am in no mood for your stupid stuttering. I asked a simple question and I want you to give me a clear answer.."
"She left, Sir. She stole one of your cars and left." Max forced the words right out of his mouth while praying inwardly that Dex would not punish him for a crime that was beyond his pay grade.
"Did she eat something before leaving? What about the flowers I asked you to give to her? Did she like it?"
"Huh!"
Max gawked at his boss in bewilderment. He was expecting Dex to flare up and even punch him in the face for that unpleasant information.