Jack had spent the next week recovering. Mostly emotionally. Lex had left but with a small thanks in the midst. It almost made him feel special. ALMOST. The next week or so he really didn't know what to do. He spent quite a bit of time at the bar where his 'friends' wondered what had happened with his last 'conquest'. Well. What [i]had[/i] happened? Hell he couldn't even remember at this point. His mind was going or, it was already gone. All Jack knew was that she still had a rather strong disliked for him and there was not a thing he could do about it. He was branded a killer and she hated him because of it. 

He hadn't returned to the bookstore since. There was no chance in hell he was going to risk running into Lexa again. Since she was healed she probably would have ended his life for real. And he couldn't bare the thought. So. He got drunk and continued to get drunk for days until it finally took a toll on his unnaturally resilient body. Jack stayed home the next couple of days, sick as a dog, with his goat to take care of him. Not that that did much for him. In any case. The alcohol allowed him to have some fun while it lasted. Now if only he could feel that light-hearted feeling all the time... 
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The man in the suit had been following her quite a ways. Wherever she turned he followed. He wasn't about to lose her and risk getting his head ripped off by his boss. Once she finally stopped, so did he and when she turned to face him all he did was smile warmly with hands clasped in front of him. "Miss Alexandrie" The man said calmly. "I am not here to fight. Forgive me for tailing you. It's just that. My superior would like an audience with you. And I knew no other way to get to you then after work."

"Also. My superior has something of yours that he would like to return to you. If you would kindly make an appearance." The suited man held out a business card with nothing on it but an address.