*~~Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six~~*

{~~Logan Grey~~}

After her phone call with Ryan, Avery told me she needed rest, and of course, I agreed. I could see how much today had taken out of her, both mentally and physically. A bruise was already forming on her jaw, its dark purple hues standing out against her pale skin, a painful reminder of just how close she had come to real danger. She had thrown herself into this plan headfirst, taking risks that I wasn’t sure I could have handled myself. As I stood there watching her, a mix of relief and concern weighed heavily on me. She just needed rest, I thought. Rest, and time to heal from everything that had happened today.

But her plans worked. Ryan caught Rex and Darren. Finally. After all the nights spent in dread, after all the carefully laid traps, it was over. We had them. Those two had caused so much pain, not just for us but for so many others as well. And yet, despite that victory, I couldn’t shake the uneasiness that gnawed at me. It clung to my chest, heavy and suffoca