DEBBIEHe didn't move according to plan. He didn't wait for me to get out of the car, or lose as my bodyguard so we could slip in and blend with the security that we're already there. He acted. On impulse. Logan beat every last one of them to a pulp, and walked right into the restaurant without a care. There was nothing I could say or do to stop him.He stops just in front of the reception area, and stares down the empty space until his eyes reache the only person seated in the room. My sister. “You must be Jane” he says. She looks up from her plate, right before places the steak into her mouth, and sees him. Straightening, “Do I know you?” She replies.Logan steps to the side, and in so doing, allows me to become visible. The ment oirnehes meet, her eyes glisten in recognition.“Debbie” she murmurs. I attempt to walk for her, but Logan holds me back by the zipper of my dress before I can move. I glance back at him, and his eyes are straight at me, passing the exact message he
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