บท 299: Chapter 299: Logan

Tuesday. Safe House. Washington, DC.

LOGAN WAS IN A piss poor mood and it had nothing to do with his home being violated, the attack on him or his team, or the disaster that was their current assignment. No, it was all centered on one person. Kelsey.

He'd retreated into the narrow office in the condo to separate himself from the others while he got his head in the game. Still, all he could do was think about Kelsey.

Where had he gone wrong? How had he screwed up this badly?

All he'd wanted to do was check on her. That was it. He hadn't realized she was going to cut out his heart.

Fuck.

He resisted the urge to press his hand to his chest to check for a wound.

They hadn't spoken in a few hours, but the wounds were still fresh.