Chapter Twenty
Of course, just as I was cursing Logan, I noted that I had missed a call from him. He’d left a voicemail, which I hoped would mitigate the anger that was quickly burbling to the surface, but all he had to offer were brief apologies for having to dodge off to work.
Perhaps I needed to stop by and have a quick chat with Officer Piedmont. As far as I was aware that “work” didn’t include following me.
I must have ground my teeth all the way to my destination because my jaw ached, though I’d drummed up at least three new phrases to toss at him. Each one had been carefully crafted and was worthy of getting my mouth washed out with soap, so I’d have to choose wisely.
I grimaced as I pulled into the parking lot where my trusty GPS informed me that Logan was stationed. Snapping a
