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
Digging through the trash looking for a lost datebook wasn’t on my bingo card for this week. And if this moment was any indication of how the rest of the week was going to look, maybe I should have just turned it all in and went home.As it was, I lifted the semi-clear trash bags from the office one
“Accidentally?” Logan asked. He wasn’t looking at me. With his cool CEO voice, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.I didn’t like the way Sabrina was side-eyeing me, smirking like this was all some big joke.“Yes,” I confirmed. “Accidentally.” I motioned toward the datebook. “Where did you find it?
“She didn’t!” Maria gasped so hard, she very nearly spilled her wine. The wine bar was rowdy tonight so no one seemed to notice. “Sabrina stole it right out of your desk?”“Thank God for the cameras,” Rachel said.“Too bad it didn’t save you from having to dumpster dive,” Megan added.“Tell me about
The photo was fuzzy, skewed with motion blur. Whoever had taken this photo, Logan most likely, had been too drunk to stand still.Logan’s mother’s ring was distinctive, the only thing in focus. The woman behind it was much harder to see.She was blonde. They had all easily believed it was Natalie, f
“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