Chapter 30
“What’s the problem?” Logan put a finger in his ear to dull the sound of Phoenix banging wooden blocks into a shape holder with a plastic hammer. “Well how am I supposed to know? She said she was going so I assumed she’d gone.” A pause made Hana look up from her book. “Then she must be coming back, mustn’t she? Nobody just leaves their stuff. But look, pack it all together and leave it in the housekeeper’s office. I want that room stripped and left empty from now on. If she turns up again, give her stuff back and tell her to get the hell off my property. If she won’t go, call the cops.” Logan’s posture was stiff backed and synonymous with the word ‘frustration.’ He gritted his teeth. “Helena, just deal with it. Pack it all up and take it downstairs. I don’t want her staying any
