“You’re right there,” Seilor responded. “You can believe us. We wouldn’t be here butting in if we didn’t really feel the need to.”
“Jim and Lon were both waiting on me when I got here, Logan.” Cass smiled and touched Logan’s arm by way of emphasis as she spoke to all three of the men. It was a perfunctory gesture on her part, but the agents could tell by the flushed look on Logan’s face that he enjoyed it. “You both looked awfully sober when I got here,” she said to the agents. “So, what’s cooking’?”
“Well, we do have some serious matters to talk to you both about,” said Seilor,” but let’s order something first before we get into it. We’re probably all hungry, and we would really prefer we not be interrupted once we start our conversation. Now, what’s good on this place’s menu, Logan? Ca
