Chapter Thirty-Four
“So what made you both come looking for me?” Hana asked as she stood with her hands on her hips in challenge. Her tears had dried on her cheeks, leaving dull tracks on her skin and she looked formidable. David shrugged easily and pointed at Logan, who looked conflicted. Looking to the other man for help, he got none, as the soldier high-tailed it back into the kitchen.
“I had a conversation with someone and things fell into place,” Logan began tentatively. “I came home for lunch and David said you’d gone out. When you weren’t back by tea-time, he mentioned you took food to a widow. It was obvious something was wrong.”
“Why was it obvious?” Hana asked, noticing the warning stress vein in her husband’s neck begin to tick.
“Because of where you’d gone,” Logan replied,
