Logan’s POV
It was obvious that just like I was, they were all afraid and concerned, which to me, was a very good thing. At least, it made sure that we were all on the same page, the same wavelength.
I entered the establishment, then slipped into the elevator. Finding the button that led to the room where we always gathered for our meetings was easier to find. In a few minutes, I was airborne, allowing the elevator to lead me on.
I nodded to a few workers dressed in the Bohen family workwear. I acknowledged their greetings as well. Closing the soundproof door, I was finally alone with my friends. I nodded at Owen, who sat a distance from the huge table, a glass of wine in his hands. Next to him was Patricia and Helen. Peterson and Jack took up the center of the table, both of them lo
