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script. But I really am looking for Charlotte Kane and that’s not technically outside my list of

responsibilities. Her family is one of my contributors so I should be looking in to this. And if the Way

is behind her disappearance, they should’ve told me to stay out of it a long time ago.

Logan and I don’t say much else as we make our way outside and over to the restaurant. He stops

at the hostess station and whispers his name. The young girl nods her head and then invites us to

follow her through the restaurant, out on the patio, and over to a secluded table under a thatched

umbrella.

After politely thanking the hostess, Logan and I take our seats. He’s wearing a pair of dark trousers

and a white button-down shirt, not entirely buttoned. He runs his fingers through his hair and smiles,

looking over the top of his dark sunglasses.

“You look good,” I say.

“Wish I could say the same for you.”

“Retirement is treating you well, then?”

“Got a kayak business.” Then he laughs. And I laugh. That’s how fucking absurd that statement is.

“Not really mine, of course. It’s AJ’s. But he lets me help. Some days.”

I laugh again. Trying to picture Logan running a kayak business down on Isla Holbox. AJ is his…

best friend? Partner? Lover? Maybe all of those things? And they have a girl and a couple of kids

down there on that Mexican island now.

“Most days I just get in the way. But fuck it. We don’t care. We really are living the life over in

Mexico. The kids, AJ, Yvette. I just never thought this would really happen. And no one’s looking for

me.” He shakes his head a little. Like he can’t believe any of it.

I lean back in my chair and let out a long breath. “So it all worked out.”

“It all worked out,” he agrees. “I mean… I was a fuckin’ wreck when I left the city. Wasn’t even

sure I was gonna go down there. I had a ticket to New Zealand and only decided to take a chance on

the past at the last minute. But…” He nods. “It all worked out.”

“I’m glad,” I say. “I’m really fuckin’ happy for you.”

Logan and I go way back. We’re about the same age and we’ve both been involved in organized

crime our whole adult lives. We met on some crossover job. These not-in-the-know government black

ops guys were causing trouble for my father back in my late twenties and it turned out they were causing trouble for Logan’s boss at the time as well. We did a little tag-team deal, took them all out on

an emergency clean-up job, and we’ve been friends ever since.