Chapter Nine
They dropped Logan and me off at the cottage, and zoomed away as quickly as the slick streets would allow. It seemed clear enough that Kirsten didn’t want to waste any more time before settling down to hack at the alien computer.
Logan watched them disappear around the corner, a frown tugging at his brow. I felt uneasy myself, although I couldn’t say why. Maybe it was just that I was cold and damp.
That would be easy enough to remedy, though. I unlocked the door and let us in, then stopped to hang my coat on the rack. It was wool treated to repel water, but there was only so much it could do before it started to get waterlogged. I owned more weather-worthy jackets, but I hadn’t thought I’d need something like that on this trip, since they were the sort of thing I wore when
