Logan's POV

When I got home, I went straight to my study. The house was quiet, just how I liked it at night. I opened the drawer and pulled out the small card I'd tossed there two nights ago.

Jana’s name sat in bold, gold letters. I stared at it for a moment before dialing her number. I wasn’t sure why I kept it in the first place, I guess this is why.

Jana was a very sneaky woman. Always had been. And her sudden presence in LA was dangerous for me. She had a way of messing things up ...