LOGAN’S POV
I managed to stay still throughout the remaining hours of school and as soon as it was over, I rushed home, over to my dad’s office. Unlike always, he wasn’t there. Not bothering about where he was or where he could be at that point, I decided to satisfy my curiosity. His presence was not needed anyway.
I began to rummage through his things, hoping to find the slightest hint of information that could give me the answers I needed. I checked through his stuffs, the drawers , the cabinets and every envelopes present on the table yet I could not find anything and it got me upset. There had to be something somewhere. There had to be a clue or an hint. There could possibly not be nothing.
I was quite tensed and my hands were trembling as a result of anger as I intensified my sear
