Chapter EightLogan NovakI called my apartment landline for what could've been the tenth time, hoping that Khloe was only in a deep sleep, and would soon pick up the phone. However, that wasn't the case. Cursing softly, I grab my jacket from the back of my office chair, and rushing out the door, I almost bump into Chris who was on his way to my office."What's got you in a rush?" He questioned."Khloe's not picking up the phone," I explain, heading towards the private elevators with him following behind me. I still wasn't certain whether or not she was in danger. However, I still had this nagging feeling that something was off. It wasn't the first time I'd called her to check up on her. However, it wa
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