Logan's Land by Serita Stevens

Author:Serita Stevens [Stevens, Serita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781938436826
Publisher: Aakenbaaken & Kent
Published: 2020-03-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Sun streaming through the window the following morning woke me. I realized with a start that I was not safe and warm back in Chicago, but in a strange place and a strange bed. Flushing with shame, I recalled the events of the night before and how I had acted. What would he think of me this morning? How could I face anyone knowing how a wanton I had been?

I was relieved to find that I was alone in the bedroom.

I hastily washed in the water left in the basin on the dresser and chose a suitable gingham dress: I did not look at the bed as I hurried from the room in search of the coffee I smelled.

Once in the hall I looked around. How different the place seemed in the light of day? But a gloomy silence still pervaded the house. There were definitely things I knew I could do to cheer it up.

Immediately I corrected myself. I would be here only long enough to discover the connection between Elliot and Logan James and then I would be gone. I didn’t want to get myself involved in a project that would absorb my time or my thoughts or that would make me want to stay longer than I had to. It was bad enough I had already given in to him.

My foot was on the first of the steps when I heard the scream and my heart nearly stopped. He was murdering someone else now!

Picking up my skirts I ran in the direction of the noise. It came again not once but several times and I knew from the cry that it was someone in pain.

Only as I opened the last barrier door which led into a large comfortable dining area did I realize that the screamer had been a cat whose tail was being pulled by young Sara.

My heart pounding, I quickly crossed the room and carefully released the animal from her grasp. The cat gave one long hiss and then sulked away to lick his wounds in the corner. Satisfied that the animal was not mortally injured, I turned my attention to my new daughter. It seemed that her father’s regard for life and the feelings of others had been passed on to his youngster and I knew that at least for as long as I was there, I would do my best to teach her consideration.

“Why were you pulling the cat’s tail?”

The blue eyes looked up at me, but she didn’t respond.

“Why were you pulling the cat’s tail?” I asked again.

Sara just smiled at me, stood and turned back to the table. Promptly she sat down and began to play with her porridge.

Puzzled, I stood there a moment as the door dividing the dining area from the kitchen swung open and a skinny old man in a blue work shirt emerged carrying a tray.

“Oh, yer awake are ye? Well, that’s fine by me.” He peered hard at me through his spectacles and then proceeded to put the tray down on the table, taking items off it and setting them down next to Sara.

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