LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND

CHAPTER 71

Having nowhere else to go but to his own space Troy got into a cab with hopes that his aunt would have some money to pay the cab driver.

He was used to driving around and he couldn't walk for a long period of time.

He finally got to his aunt's house, he came down and the cab driver uttered;

“You are yet to pay for the trip!”

“Give me a moment, let me go in and bring cash.” He uttered and went into the house.

“Good evening aunt!” He greeted but was met with a cold stare and expression from the older woman.

The large, dimly lit living room feels colder than usual, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the walls. Naomi Reece was pacing furiously near the fireplace.

A framed picture of her in her judge’s robe sits on the mantle, but the warmth and pride it once held now felt distant as that isn't who she was going to be known as any longer.

Troy stands near the door, arms crossed, his face resolute but weary.

He watched as Naomi twirls around to face him, her expres