CHAPTER NINETY FOUR – A NEW ANGLE

Logan's smile widened slightly, and Laura felt a warmth in her chest at the sight. It was rare to see him let his guard down, even for a moment. As the miles rolled by, Laura found herself relaxing into the comfortable leather seat. The smooth hum of the engine and the monotonous landscape passing by lulled her into a sense of calm she hadn't felt since before the incident at Fierro's Place. They fell into an easy conversation, discussing the case in broad strokes but also venturing into more personal territory. Laura learned that Logan had been with the agency for over a decade, climbing the ranks with a combination of skill, determination, and an uncanny ability to adapt to the unexpected. "So, when did you first learn about... all of this?" Laura asked, gesturing vaguely to encompass the supernatural world they had stumbled into. Logan was quiet for a moment, his expression unreadable behind his sunglasses. When he spoke, his voice was low, almost introspective. "It was about fi