Logan and I are with Jack and Dean in Nathan’s office, enjoying a glass of whiskey. The atmosphere is light and relaxed even though we are discussing our incident on the road.
“I can’t describe how weird it is when Alexandra starts screaming demands that seem random and then everything falls into place,” Logan explains with big eyes and even bigger hand movements. “I know you guys have been talking about her gut feeling, but experiencing it is a whole different story.”
“In your defence, my so-called gut has never reacted like this before,” I smile lovingly at him. “It usually just directs me, not demands me.”
“Regardless, it saved your ass,” Dean smirks.
“And it also confirms that you were right about getting Julia and Cecile to safety,” Jack chimes in. “According to them, that was my
