Chapter 772

I ran into Logan, holding a bag with some ointment, in the hospital lobby. "Where's Liz?" I asked him hesitantly. I didn't call him anything specific. Addressing him as "Mr. Cohen" felt too formal, but calling him "Uncle Logan"... I couldn't bring myself to say it. After all, he wasn't much older than Lisa and me. "She's upstairs getting her check-up," Logan replied, glancing at his watch. "She should be done soon." "I'll go up to check on her." I headed toward the elevator. "Wait," Logan called out to me. He then handed me the bag. "Her wrists and ankles are scraped and bruised. Make sure she applies this ointment." I took the bag. "You're not heading upstairs?" "No… I'll wait in the car. Once Martha and Baldwin are done, please bring them here." His reply left me slightly puzzled. But since I didn't know him well, it wasn't my place to ask. Still, I couldn't resist asking, "How did you find Liz?" "It's not hard if you know where to look," Logan replied nonchalantly. It mad