Logan.."

Emily whispered. She picked up his shirt which was sprawled on the floor, and hurriedly put it over her head. Logan remained frozen on the bed, he had not fully been able to process the shock of what he had been told over the phone.

The garage..

On fire..

With peoples properties still in it.

"Logan.." Emily called out again, softly. When he felt her hand on his shoulder, he finally turned to face her. He cleared his throat and shook his ...