Early the next morning, I had barely sat down at my desk when Logan opened the door to his office and barked, “Hazel. My office. Now.”He immediately disappeared back inside of his office, leaving his door slightly ajar.I looked longingly at the iced coffee I’d only had a few sips of this morning.
By the end of the day, I had a folder about her, filled with things she liked. I called a restaurant that would suit her and Logan both. I asked them to provide their most private table, and to do what they could to set a romantic ambiance.A passed a dossier to Logan with information on his date, a
Logan’s frown deepened. “Me?”“Yes, Sir.”Under his disappointed, critical stare, my angry confidence began to falter. I dropped my gaze down to the notepad in my hands. I cleared my throat, biding for time. Maybe being direct wasn’t the best option here. Logan didn’t seem receptive to it. But I did
“Oh,” said the woman.“You’re beautiful, don’t misunderstand,” Logan said quickly.“But not beautiful enough?”“It’s not like that. That’s not what I meant.”“Then what did you mean?” The woman’s voice sharpened.What the hell is wrong with you? Logan chastised himself. He was fumbling his words wor
I was so angry that I thought I might shake apart from it. I clutched my hands into fists and gave Logan my fiercest growl. Here we were, arguing in the middle of this nice restaurant. I had only wanted to help him, and now I looked like an ass.I wanted to leave, maybe find a place to eat that didn
The conversation shifted then, to Elena and what became of her since getting fired. Maria was certain she saw Elena working at the nearby department store.“Mrs. Hanson is primarily focusing on her,” Maria said. “She’s still mad at the company, from what I hear, but she hasn’t barged in shouting sin
I didn’t hear from Dylan for the rest of the weekend. I tried not to worry about it too much. Dylan’s a professional, after all. Whatever he had thought of that had called him away must have been important. But that didn’t mean he would forget about me and my request.I wanted to be divorced, and pu
Maria’s reply was quick.‘Wear gloves. Watch for needles.’Sound advice.Her texts continued.‘What happened? You would have never lost something like that.’As I waited for the elevator, I glanced back up the hallway, the way I had come.‘Never turn your back on Sabrina.’ I texted.Logan wasn’t hid
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit