Chapter Forty-one
Helmet‘I asked you to leave it alone.’
The text from an unknown number left Hana crippled with angst. Logan dispatched the boys to the kitchen for Wiri to fulfil his promise. He suggested a board game and left Phoenix setting it up in the lounge.
“Doesn’t he realise I spent my Saturday afternoon at the morgue?” Hana’s voice rose in protest as she held the phone out to Logan. “Doesn’t he understand another fireman is dead?”
“I doubt it.” Logan sat on the bed next to her and took the phone from her outstretched fingers. He slipped his other arm around her shoulders. “What did you find out from Wiri?” His brow furrowed, and Hana knew his thoughts without him voicing them. The child came from dubious parentage. Kane Du Rose never obeyed the rules and that fact sat at the
