2026-10-21 02:24:45When they left him there and dragged the woman away the damage was done — A broken nose, swollen face, and his diamond watch were all gone, they would have taken the ring but they had difficulty taking it off.
Staring up at the sky, he watched as drops of rain began to fall. They landed on his face and caught him in his ashes. It was quite pretty, he mused, letting his mind drift away
from the pain that shot through him with every breath.
Slowly, he shut his eyes… To death?
Only time will tell.
5.00 am
The cell phone was ringing. Brock walked over to where it was trying to collect his thoughts, he had just gotten out of bed and was feeling tired already, As soon as he reached the phone he grabbed it and did his best to focus his eyes on the Caller I.D
Like the previous night, It was a local but he didn’t recognize it, he answered regardless…
"Hello?" His voice came off with a bit of edge.
He listened to the brief moment of introduction between them—
“Are you a relative of Logan?”
“No, I mean yes. We’re brothers.” Brock looked worried. "What is wrong?"
“Logan was attacked.”
He crooked his brow. "Attacked, by who ?” He questioned with a bit of agitation, somewhere in his mind he couldn't believe the fact that Logan was attacked but he expected it, he knew things like that happened at this end of town.
“We’re not quite sure. We were only able to make the call after we made a lot of findings. "
She paused. " We saw that he tried to reach your residence quite several times."
He sighed confused about what to say…
" How is he? " He questioned.
Deep down he knew what the answer was but he didn't want to admit it to himself at the moment.
"He’s in the ICU.” The woman replies.
“Which hospital is this?”
“ Louisville .”
“Okay. We'll be there soon .”
He pulled on a sweater and made his way to the door.
****
"Ma'am." The window let In a bit of fresh air, she turned before opening her eyes, and she sat up immediately she saw the standing close to the window.
Rubbing her eyes on her face to get the sleep away, she stared hard at the maid.
"Was he back last night?" She asked.
She had fallen asleep with the thought that Logan must have strolled into the room through the night, when the maid informed her that he was yet to be back, she appeared quite worried.
Had she overdone this?
The question popped into her mind, she was still letting herself settle the sequence of the entire issue when they heard a knock at the door, she spilled the coffee she was taking and got a napkin.
The look on Brock's face showed he was worried. "There is a problem ma'am, Logan was found beaten and unconscious."
She spilled more tea. "What?" She appeared stunned. " Where did you get the information from? "
" He is in intensive care at the moment, we have to go see him. "
She was soon just again in the car as they drove to the hospital that was about two hours away, The Devil's Hill was one of the toughest places to drive along at this time — With the hot temperature and little desert cities along the highway, it left Joanne with an old-fashioned feel to it
It was all her fault she was here in the first place, while It was a place where one might squint and settle a score, it was not in that fashion.
Brock pulled into a long, narrow road as he noticed there weren’t many cars out front—
He commented on that but she appeared not to be listening, a flock of raven was hovering around the flatland as Brock looked up through the windshield.
"You know, you'll have to apologize to him."
She rolled her eyes, much as she was aware of that fact it was the last thing she would want to do—
" I am apologizing to no one. " She commented, falling quiet again.
She sat there quietly for a moment. She let her mind go through the entire event, she was feeling disturbed about everything at the moment, if there was anyone to be blamed for the entire event she was most definitely the one.
All she wanted was to pull a bit of prank in a bid to revenge. Unfortunately, it has turned back to hurt him, she thought of how he would see her now.
Her brain had a hard time going through the previous night's event as she thought to herself that perhaps she must have overreacted about all of this, her mind kept replaying the word at the back of her mind.
Brock who was driving could sense that bit of agitation in the air. "Are you fine?" He asked after what seemed to be quite a while.
She sighed, leaned back, and crossed her arms just under her chest as she stared out.
"I am just worried, I should have known he was new in this side of town and … " she sighs again.
There was a bit of silence around the car that drove slowly, finally, Brock said, “Well, you are yet to think about how he would look at you if he found out the truth about the deal. "
" Well I haven't thought about that yet, I just want to get over apologizing to him first before any of this. "
" Well, you should think about this as well. " Brock commented before taking a turn.
——
Intensive Care Facility
9.00 am
They were soon pulling up to the emergency entrance would have thought the ERs would have been busy, but as they went through the double doors and headed straight to the nurse’s station, it all felt quiet around them.
After what seemed like a while of waiting a lady walked to the counter.
Joanne was the first to walk up to the counter—
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He walked afterwards, moving gently down the steps one at a time. At the moment he considered telling the word he just heard to her but didn't, at least not till he had his facts right.But if there was anything he would let himself believe, it was the fact that he found the mole and Brock of blessed memories was right after all.After what seemed like a moment later, Logan appeared, his thick hair mussed from the number of times he ran his fingers through them , he had a broody expression even bloodier than usual. As he walked away donning nothing but a sleeveless shirt, running shorts, and shoes with a gun strapped to his thigh.He stepped out to the gentle rays of the sunlight with nothing but his shoes with its lacing tagging along as he walked past the guard manning the door."Tell her that I went for a run if she asks." He had barely said the words when he saw her yawning as she made way down the step with running shoes as well.Apparently, It was Logan first time he was seeing this a
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He turned and saw Wade stroll into the room, his gun still steaming, a dog wailing in the distance. Confused, Logan tried to process what just happened.Two other men from the Mafia rushed in as Logan fixed Wade with the most absurd gaze."You scum —"His hands curled around his collar as he shoved him against the wall, the room echoed with their heart beating heavily from agitation. "What did you do that for?" He questioned. "Were you blind to see that I was questioning him?""But …But, you were under duress, it is just normal I shoot. " Of all things that could be blamed it was surprising that he chose to do it in the most disgusting way and blame mere instincts.He was enraged, Wade's face turned red as he gasped for air, the other two men watched with eyes widened, the shock glistering in their eyes.He loosened his hands and Wade fell to the ground with a thug gasping for air. "Take care of the body." He picked up his bag. "He is yours now." ******Home, sweet home that should have been
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He changed rooms, the picture was probing his heart and he felt worried . He looked at the sign again, already he had sent a picture of what it looked like to Joanne, a message notification beeped in and he stared at her message.Joanne : We need to get you away as fast as possible.Logan: You are still refusing to tell me what this sign is for.Three dots popped up to show that she was typing as he awaited her reply, he drew the blinds aside and stared out at the cold night.Outside the night at the beach side was dark enough that he couldn't make out anything.His phone buzzed.Joanne: Stay indoors , they are around!Logan: Thanks!He dropped the phone and pulled out his gun. He dropped the bag he had traveled with and emptied the content on the bed—His passport and several other things, fell right to the bed. He picked it up and checked under the mattress for a stash of cash he had left there earlier, he groaned to himself when he saw it empty.If anything was obvious that night, i
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Back at Chinatown…Anxiety, panic and even worse regret, she cool feel everything trickling down her soul as she recapped the event that had happened for the last week's, she cool feel every bit of it hitting back at her in the most tremendous way ,for some reason it left a bitter feeling—A numbness that nothing else could feel than his masculine presence, the thought of being alone, all of this left behind a totally different feeling that nothing else could penetrate.Instead of the prickling feeling her body focused on the primal aspect that she had been scared and traumatized by the event.When she had asked him to leave, she didn't think he would take it that far. With a concerned look on her face she made way to the patio staring out at the sunset that was setting beautifully.She thought about his words again, when she recalled the entire situation that had led to everything that happened, it was obvious she was more wrong than right.Perhaps, she had overreacted by asking that
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He had come half way across the world to stay away from trouble and just when he was starting to have that bit of peace again in his mind he bumps into another.He locked gaze with the woman that had been the architect of this all— Chanel.Chanel, dressed in a sundress, looked straight at him, locking her gaze; he looked different from the last time they had seen each other. In a way she didn't know what she was expecting but definitely not the man standing there In front of her looking as though he might rip her heart off anytime."What are you doing here?" She asked.He seemed provoked by her answers. "I shook be asking you that."If there was anything he shouldn't be doing at that moment, it should be interacting with this woman. He shook and hated her with every part of him yet for some reason he found himself being drawn to her darkness.He was about to speak when two guards walked to the scene, at first attempt they made way towards where he was looking all fierce.Logan had his
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Logan pulls the brown bag over the man’s head, a hem of the cloth bag catching in the man’s ear. Logan grunts and lifts the bag forcefully, ignoring the man’s cry in protest as the piece drags on his big ear. The man wails louder which only serves to annoy Logan even more he drags the bag so hard he is sure there will be a bruise the next day as proof of this moment.“I advise you to stop producing whatever sound it is you’re making right now if you like that particular part of his.” He orders, pinning a glare on the screaming banshee. What an excuse for a man.The crying immediately stops and Logan nods, “Now you have two options since I’m feeling quite generous tonight.” He begins but his smile is anything but generous, it’s a cross between a sinister smile and a glare. The man shifts in his seat despite the ropes binding him tightly to the chair.“You could either talk and I make it quick or…” He drawls, picking up a knife from the collection of sharps on a stool behind him. “You ke
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