Chapter 12
They left work as soon as the last bell rang, driving straight up to the hotel in the mountains. “It feels good to leave the city,” Logan sighed as they blasted up the highway.
“You already left the city,” Hana replied, watching shades of spring scenery pass the windows at speed.
“Yeah, but Odering doesn’t know that.” Logan smiled with mischief in his eyes. “I meant legitimately leave.”
Hana nodded. “I’m relieved Odering dropped the charges.” She examined the skinny wrist of her right hand and flexed the weak muscles. The cast left her arm atrophied and she crinkled her nose in irritation. “Angus said Boris flew back to Germany.” Her gaze tracked towards her husband as his body tensed. “Is that where you went yesterday? To say goodbye?”
Logan snorted. “No, Hana. The only go
