The soft morning light filtered through Logan's curtains, gently coaxing him awake. The events of the previous days flooded his consciousness, and with a sigh, he rose from his bed, determined to face the day ahead.Logan, dressing early and with a sense of purpose, hailed a cab to take him to the hospital where Sam and his grandfather were. The city buzzed around him, indifferent to the personal struggles that unfolded in the lives of its inhabitants.As Logan arrived at the hospital, the nurse from the previous night informed him that his grandfather was still resting. Accepting the news with a nod, Logan turned to leave, but a familiar voice called out to him."Logan!"Turning back, Logan saw Sam approaching, a mix of gratitude and concern in his eyes."I didn't expect you so early," said Sam, still surprised that Logan visited willingly without being invited. "I appreciate you taking this responsibility seriously."Logan, a wearied determination in his gaze, replied, "Well, whethe

Hearing the blast echo through the phone, Mr. Patrick couldn't hide his wicked joy. He burst into laughter, sending shivers with each chilling sound. In his twisted mind, the explosion's chaos and confusion marked the success of his evil scheme. To him, the planned mayhem acted like a dark cloak, ending every evidence about the result being fake.The deafening explosion echoed through the hospital, shaking the very foundation of the building. Logan and Sam, who had been on their way to the elevator nearly shivered from the sudden and intimidating shock of the unexpected explosion. They were so curious about what happened to an extent of heading back to the source to see what had happened however they found themselves halted by a surge of security personnel rushing towards the source of the disturbance. The urgency in their movements compelled Logan and Sam to backtrack, joining the stream of people being ushered downstairs. The chaos unfolded in a disorienting flurry as they waited i

The hospital corridors buzzed with activity as Logan and Sam headed inside. However, upon reaching the testing area, it became evident that the hospital doctors were overwhelmed with their duties especially due to the incident earlier that day. Sam, pretending ignorance, suggested that they wait, but Logan, wary of the potential ruse, insisted he would conduct the test on his own."I can't wait any longer Sam. It's late already. I'll handle this myself."Sam in response seemingly agreed saying, "Sure, Logan. No problem. But remember, trust is key in situations like these."Logan nodded in response as he exited the hospital.The next day, Logan visited the nurse's place, catching her before she left for work. He handed two envelopes he had labeled last night to her, instructing her to conduct a DNA test on the hair samples inside which included his and promising to pay her also."I need to know the truth. Let me know as soon as you have the results. Have a nice day."Time marched on as

"Nice one, Sam," and similar sentences echoed from the board members in response to Sam's reply.Logan, on his way home, sensed a particular vehicle tailing him, even after he boarded a taxi. As he settled inside, his phone buzzed, and Baton's name appeared on the screen.Logan answered, "Hey, Baton, what's up?"Baton greeted, "Not much, Logan. Just thought I'd let you know, got a lead on something. Swing by my place when you can."Logan sighed in response, "Can't do that right now, Baton. I think I'm being followed."Baton chuckled, "You? Followed? I'm pretty she you can handle it, Logan. My boys and i were pros and yet you handled us like we weren't a threat. You got this.""I'm not sure about this, Baton," Logan replied.But Baton laughed suddenly, "Come on, man, be your own hero. I'll be waiting for ya."Baton hung up quickly, before Logan could utter his next sentence. Determined, he motivated himself quickly. "I can handle this," he muttered, instructing the cab driver to drop hi

Logan, still feeling the strain of his injuries, grumbled, "Fine, I'll get the damn money, but I'm not giving you my card and pin. I'll make a transfer."But Baton, leaning against the wall, raised an eyebrow. "Trust issues, Logan?"Logan shot back, "You're not exactly Mr. Trustworthy, Baton."Baton chuckled, "Fair enough. But if we're gonna work together, we need some trust here. Besides, if I wanted to swindle you, I could've done it when you were unconscious."Logan, crossing his arms, retorted, "Can't trust a criminal Baton."Bit Baton smirked, "We're all criminals here, Logan. But I get it. You still need some convincing."Logan hesitated but eventually sighed, "Fine. Take the damn card, the pin is 4020."Baton nodded responding, "Deal."Later in the day, a guy dressed as a pizza delivery man showed up at the compound. Logan's new bodyguards, T-bone and Pete, intercepted him. "We didn't order pizza," T-bone growled. "Get lost already."The pizza man, trying to persuade them, resp