CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE : DARKER SIDES

Logan.." Emily whispered. She picked up his shirt which was sprawled on the floor, and hurriedly put it over her head. Logan remained frozen on the bed, he had not fully been able to process the shock of what he had been told over the phone. The garage.. On fire.. With peoples properties still in it. "Logan.." Emily called out again, softly. When he felt her hand on his shoulder, he finally turned to face her. He cleared his throat and shook his head. "They said, it uhm.. it went on fire not too long ago. Luckily, no one was around when it happened. Nobody got hurt, or injured." he mumbled. "Then that's a good thing." She said, with an assuring smile, and took his hands in hers'. "Emily, i had about seven cars, belonging to customers there..." Logan's voice began to break. "What do i tell the owners?" Worry slowly seeped it's way into his face. Not just worry, but fear, anger, and pain. Emily felt her heart pierce at the sight. She had never seen Logan like that before. He w