The sirens grew closer and Hana stepped back to allow Logan to limp to the doorway. Angus shook his head and let his hands slap against his thighs. “You’re a b****y i***t, Du Rose,” he called after him.
“I need to look at the last invoice,” Logan replied. “But I need a cup of coffee first.”
Pete, Angus and Hana followed Logan in a slow procession up to the staffroom. He led with his left side, his right eye swollen shut. “There’s someone on the inside,” he said, turning his head to eyeball Pete. “Any clues before the cops swarm in?”
Pete sprang up behind him with Phoenix draped over his shoulder. Awake and curious, she watched Hana coming up behind her and sucked her fingers. Hana froze on the stairs and Angus ran into the back of her, halting with a painful grunt. “I know who it is,” s
