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A rocking or balanced stone.
I'd passed over the story of an abandoned infant in a Logan Airport rest room.
More depressing news filled the paper; a drive-by shooting in Dorchester, a knifing at a Boston bus stop and a baby abandoned in a rest room at Logan Airport.
You know, Logan, maybe he likes me enough to want to help me.
If nothing else, he'd check out this Logan guy this evening and see whatever it was Rhyn wanted him to see.
It'd be hard to spot the shape-shifter demon posing as Logan with his face shredded.
If, as I was convinced, Grasso had gone to Logan, he too probably embarked from that facility.
Logan picked up on the third ring.
Gabe had never heard of Logan Myers and didn't know what connection he might have, considering he had no living relatives or friends, aside from Rhyn and Katie.
Logan was an accountant, not a security guard, yet he barricaded the doors with furniture before bed in case there were criminals wandering the beach.
She flew directly to Boston on Friday and I met her at Logan Airport at six.
You could drop Molly and me off at Logan airport for the ten o'clock flight to California, be in Philadelphia by early evening, and fly out to join us the next morning.
I dropped my women off at the terminal entrance of Logan Airport, amid kisses and a promise to see them in twenty-four hours.
It was in long term parking at Logan just as you guessed.
He'd never liked Logan, but he'd never say it directly.
I'm trying to wrap up everything as fast as I can, Logan said.
He hasn't done anything for you in a while, Logan suggested.
You could find a good doctor, Logan added.
Logan hated it, but she loved it.
He'd wanted to tell her not to go to the beach with Logan, to spend the weekend with him instead of some stupid human that had no idea how to appreciate a woman like her.
Logan Myers had been dead for a couple of days at least.
Puzzled, restless, he returned and crouched beside Logan Myers.
At under six feet tall, Logan was still almost half a foot taller than she was.
Logan's taking off work early today, so we can have a long weekend at the beach.
Deidre glared at the phone, comparing Logan's unconcerned response with Dr. Wynn's kindness.
She pulled up Dr. Wynn's office number on her cell, tempted to invite him to the beach this weekend instead of Logan.
She left out the shirt bearing Logan's initials as he requested then glared at it.
Rhyn was right about the demons; Gabe smelled demon blood and saw the gashes across Logan's throat.
She plopped an omelet onto Logan's plate then turned around to make her own.
Unlike Logan, this man wouldn't hesitate or complain about holding her on the days when the pain was too much.
He came back to search the body of Logan Myers and figure out what it was that Rhyn wanted him to know.
She shook her head and focused on her phone again, willing Logan to return one of her dozens of calls or texts.
Deidre tried to call Logan again.
She'd gotten Logan killed by dragging him to the ocean.
She dropped to her knees, the vision of Logan's faceless body forefront in her thoughts.
She definitely didn't want to end up like Logan.
It was entirely her fault Logan was dead.
It was dark by the time the cab dropped her off in front of the high rise where she shared an apartment with Logan.
I am so sorry, Logan.
Logan, I saw a body on the beach.
Look, Logan, I don't care why you left me at the beach house.
She felt horrible thinking it, but she was utterly relieved whoever it was on the beach, it wasn't Logan.
What was Logan doing with a disassembled skeleton in the bath tub?
Logan's knock jarred her.
Logan was in the living room.
Logan, I slept with someone else.
Logan, I think he killed someone.
Logan rose quickly as she started down the hallway.
Logan's choice in men was definitely lacking.It's okay.
The instincts she'd ignored at seeing Logan alive grew louder.
They kept Logan's baseball gear there, and she felt the sudden need to have a bat in her hands.