Chapter 117

"That'd be them," Logan smiled and then took the receipt and pen the boy had provided. As he forged Robert Quinn's signature, Logan noticed that the boy kept glancing up to look into the mansion behind him.

"Throwing a fancy party?" the boy awkwardly asked.

Logan nodded. "They're doing a fundraiser for Marvin Franklin. later tonight," he explained, "but they can't stand rich people food. Give them some good ol' fashioned cheese and carbs, right?" He tried to hand the receipt back to the teen, but he was now completely distracted by the elves behind Logan. Logan stood there with the receipt and pen outstretched for a few seconds before he finally did a forced cough to regain the boy's attention.

The kid looked like he had just come out of a trance as he opened the carrier and passed Logan a few warm boxes. His mouth was still hung open as Logan thanked him for the pizza and closed the door slowly.

"He was awfully quiet," Kelda observed.

"It's because he was
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