Chapter Thirty
Of course, I happened to be the one brandishing the weapon when Logan’s backup finally arrived and found myself face down on the patio before I could plead my case.
I was just fortunate that neither Danielle nor Wendell had passed out. Who knows what kind of tale Mas would have spun. Then again, after scanning the expressions of the law enforcement present, Mas’ squealing was getting on their nerves, so they may have arrested me, too, just to get him to shut up.
After I’d safely handed over the gun, I corralled Nicoh so that the cops could secure the scene, and emergency personnel could tend to Logan, Danielle, and Wendell.
As I relayed my account of what had transpired, from the embarrassing tale of how Logan and I had ended up on the deck, to Mae’s confession of the at
