When Tina had told them at the door that they would want to see her dinner guest, Logan had suspected that guest was his grandfather. Still, there was a different between suspecting and seeing for certain that his grandfather was sitting at Tina’s table, cutting into a steak.“Sit down, Logan,” Gran
Grandfather glared at Logan, and Logan glared right back.“You would risk throwing away everything we’ve worked for… over a woman?” Grandfather asked.“For Hazel,” Logan said, enunciating each word slowly, for emphasis. “My wife.”For one moment, a wild look of fury crossed over Grandfather’s face.
I was curious about what was going on, but with a mood like a funeral home in this office, I decided it was better to just head to my desk. My co-workers could fill me in at break time.That was what I thought.Only when I arrived at my desk, my boss stood in front of my chair, as if he was waiting
The ball of nerves that had been growing in my stomach suddenly burst outward until I felt like tiny pins were prickling into every inch of my skin.Logan and my secret was out, it seemed, and now his grandfather’s lawyers were here for my blood.Well, I’d been preparing for this. Logan was ready to
When the elevator finally reappeared, a sense of relief filled me. The security guard rode down with me, then stepped outside with me.“Your ID card and access card,” he said, holding out his hand.I handed him both.Once he disappeared back into the building, I breathed in deeply. Well. That could
I told Logan about my credit and debit cards. “All of my money is tied up,” I said.“He really doesn’t waste any time,” Logan grumbled. “We need to get you back here as soon as possible. There’s no telling what other tricks he might try to pull.”“I’m not sure what to do. I have maybe five dollars i
Frank paid for me to fill up the gas tank of my car, then we drove back to his house. Tammy was outside of the house now, and they both insisted on hugging me goodbye. While I was hugging Frank, he slipped a wad of cash into my pocket.Immediately, I pulled away to give it back to him.“Keep it,” he
The officer who called my name escorted me out of the holding tank and then out toward the front of the police station, where Dylan was loudly replaying the recorded conversation from my wrongful arrest.“I want Miss Whitaker released right now, or I will sue the entire department,” Dylan loudly ann
“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