“That’s good.” Hana nodded with relief.
“Yeah, it is,” Logan whispered, his words hidden in a sigh. “Because otherwise he’d be in custody right now. He totally lost it when they found the plane and that display of anger alone would set him up for motive. Pete said he was out of control.”
“Is this my fault?” Hana asked, hanging her head. “I should’ve warned you he was upset enough about it to ditch class and look for me.”
Logan shook his head, distracted by the arrival of another group of police officers who collected in the foyer. “No, I knew he was anxious and should’ve done more to help.” His eyes fixed on the uniformed men. “What’re they doing now? Why can’t they wait outside? This is a boarding house, not a bloody police social club!”
“You could ask them to leave,” Hana suggested a
