Chapter Eighty-One
Logan’s POV
My hands return to the steering and I pull out back onto the road, clutching onto the steering so hard that it just might rip out of the dashboard. Making my last turn, I slowly drive onto a stony path that opens up into an untarred road filled with dried leaves and twigs. They snap under the tires, the silent sound audible to us.
Stopping the car in the middle of the path, knowing fully well that no one will come here, I get down from behind the wheel and leave the door open, working on the clasp of the watch on my wrist. Trina observes me from the passenger’s seat as I proceed to my neckpiece, keeping that in the car also.
She gets down then, walking around the car to get to me. I can predict her question before she even has it out, the curiosity shinin
