Chapter 7 – Part 11


The redhead studied the ground for a moment before he looked up at Mark. “Sorry, dude,” he said sadly. “Sorry to hear about the antiques, I mean.”

Mark nodded.

“As for Thief,” Logan went on quietly, “don’t worry about it, buddy.” He clapped Mark on the shoulder. “We’ll get them.” But his voice betrayed him. He sounded rather unsure.


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