Logan

After I was sure that Lycia was asleep, I quickly showered, dressed in jeans and a button-down shirt, and headed downstairs, knowing that my father would be waiting.

Outside our suite, I texted Marshall as I headed down the stairs. ‘I’m on my way now. Meet me there.’

‘Who died and left you boss?’ he texted back a second later, telling me that he had been awaiting my text.

‘That was a bad joke.’

There was a pause and then he texted, ...