Chapter 6Logan was late for our scheduled status update meeting first thing the following morning. I slid into my seat, checking my watch every few seconds, as though that simple act might speed his appearance.
Fiona let me carry on for a couple of minutes, then cleared her throat. “I don’t think Logan will be attending.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Captain had to grab him for the mayor’s Task Force. Griffin went and got himself on the injury list, so—”
I grimaced. Keeping the mayor happy was a necessary preoccupation. I was glad it was captain Smitwick’s task, and not mine. “Who’s going to work the case?” My brow furrowed as I looked at Fiona.
“We are.” She said the words with her usual unflappable calm, but that didn’t make them any less striking.
“How long has it been since you’ve
