Logan finished off from the locker room and restored his phone where it used to be. It was time to go back to his job and focus. Daniel noticed his elated mood and wondered what was the matter."Did the manager give you a raise or something?" He asked Logan.Logan showed signs of confusion."A raise?" He asked the other guy."I mean, look at you. You are so excited like you just got a lottery for yourself. It can only be a raise." Daniel said to him."What if I'm just happy that I got to stand up for myself for once in my life?" Logan asked him."Oh, you mean when you signed your death certificate? Certainly. Look out there, Carter has been threatening hell. See that white handkerchief he left outside, it's for you. A sign you're done for." Daniel said to him.Only now did Logan look up and see the handkerchief outside the canteen on the ground. He could not see the goons though and wondered where they were."What about Carter and his men?" He asked Daniel."Gone to access the damage
Logan was abashed. He could not believe what had happened but chose to think more about the situation at hand than his newly acquired powers. That was certainly something he would be looking forward to working out but until he does that, he would have to wait and see how far he can get away from the goons.One or two of them were already rising up. They glared at him distastefully. From the corner of his eyes, he saw another pick up a club and he knew he was ultimately done for. Or wait...The system was a power activator, right? Logan started to wonder if by any chance it would still fill him up with the much power as it had earlier. He did not want to be disappointed at all or to say the least, pushed around. He also did not want to spend time figuring out what probably was non-existent.One of them now made a move towards him."And where do you all think you're going to?" The other guy that was still trying to raise Carter over his back with the help of another asked them."Well,
As the girl revealed her painful story, Logan's empathy and anger surged. He couldn't stand idly by when someone had suffered such an injustice. Determination etched on his face, he said, "We can't let him get away with this. We need to report him."Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, and she hesitated for a moment before nodding. She whispered, "Okay, let's go." She stood up, and with trembling hands, she took Logan's hand.Logan felt the warmth of her hand in his, and it strengthened his resolve. He couldn't turn his back on her or let her face this ordeal alone. "No one deserves to be treated like this," he said firmly.She squeezed his hand, grateful for his support. "Thank you for helping me," she whispered.Logan led her toward the manager's office, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. Along the way, he couldn't help but notice the torn state of her dress and the smudged makeup on her face. It pained him to see her in such a condition.Without a second thought, Logan be
As they continued their journey towards justice, the atmosphere in the bank seemed to change. The once sterile and imposing environment now held the promise of change and redemption. Logan and the girl walked side by side, their steps echoing in the hallowed halls of the bank, ready to confront the darkness that had plagued them both.Logan and the lady stood just a few steps away from the manager's office, the weight of the situation pressing on them. But then, a rush of thoughts flooded Logan's mind, causing him to pause and consider the scenario more carefully.In his imagination, he pictured himself bursting into the manager's office, his voice raised in anger, accusing the manager of unspeakable deeds. The girl would follow suit, shouting that he had molested her. But Logan knew deep down that such a reckless approach wouldn't lead to justice. Instead, it would likely make them appear irrational, and nobody would take their accusations seriously. They'd end up making fools of the
As the manager and Logan's eyes briefly met, the manager composed himself and approached Logan, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. He inquired, "Are you lost or looking for someone specific?"Logan maintained his composure and replied casually, "I'm okay, thanks. I've already found the person I was looking for," subtly referring to Aella.The manager nodded, a hint of suspicion hidden behind his facade, and walked back to his office. Logan watched him closely, frowning as the manager distanced himself from him. He knew that his interactions with the manager had now placed him under the manager's scrutiny, but he couldn't afford to back down now.Leaving the office, Logan took the elevator downstairs and made his way to the exit. However, just as he was about to step out, the bank lady who had directed him to the manager earlier called out to him. He hesitated for a moment but then stopped and turned back, walking closer to her, though he had no real desire to engage with her, given her p
Logan remained crouched under the stairs, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding in his chest. This was a situation he had hoped never to encounter again, and he silently prayed that he wouldn't be noticed. As he waited anxiously, he began to notice shadows moving, further intensifying his fear. He held his breath, hoping they wouldn't detect him.Suddenly, the figures came into view, but to Logan's immense relief, it was just a couple who lived in the apartment next to his on the second floor. He couldn't help but release a deep sigh of relief, which unintentionally drew their attention towards him. The lady was the first to spot him and asked quickly, "Logan, what are you doing?"Logan stood up quickly, forcing a somewhat awkward smile, and replied, "I was trying to avoid you guys."The boyfriend, Jack, noticed Logan's profuse sweating and remarked, "Logan, why are you sweating like a donkey?"Logan shot Jack a quick annoyed glance but couldn't deny that his fear had caused his
Logan's heart raced as he stepped out of the bank, his newfound wealth coursing through his mind like an electric charge. He couldn't help but feel like he was living in a dream. Checking his cellphone to confirm his account balance again, he was greeted by the astonishing figure: an hundred million dollars. He had gone from financial struggles to a net worth that rivaled celebrities. It was beyond his wildest imagination, and a grin spread across his face.Unable to contain his joy, Logan started dancing on the sidewalk, drawing curious looks from the crowd that had gathered to see the commotion at the bank. People began to whisper and speculate, but Logan didn't care. He felt like he was on top of the world, and the weight of his previous hardships had been lifted.As grateful as he was for his sudden fortune, Logan couldn't help but think of Aella. She had played a crucial role in exposing the bank manager's misconduct, and he wanted to thank her. However, he hesitated. They weren'
When Logan returned with their food, Eleanor and her friends were still giggling, making it obvious they were talking about him. Logan placed the tray of food on their table, trying to maintain his composure. "Here you go," he muttered, avoiding eye contact.One of Eleanor's friends, Jessica, looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "Logan, you should hang out with us on Saturday," she said, extending an invitation.Logan hesitated for a moment, knowing all too well that accepting might not end well for him. But Eleanor couldn't resist making another jab at him. "Yeah, Logan, it'll be fun," she said mockingly.That comment pushed Logan over the edge, and he declined politely. He couldn't stand the idea of them thinking they could break him so easily. With a forced smile, he replied, "I would love to but i have important things to do on Saturday."Right after Logan made his remark, Eleanor cruelly taunted him with an "Okay, loser," which stung deep. Logan clenched his jaw, suppressing his