LOGAN’S REVENGE SYSTEM

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE

The crackling of the phone call disrupted Logan's thoughts. His ear was filled with static as he strained to hear the voice on the other end. "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" Logan's voice quivered with frustration as he tried to make out the words.

Then, abruptly, the call ended. Logan stared at his phone, perplexed. He wasn't used to receiving calls, especially not from unknown numbers. As far as he knew, he had no family left. He had spent most of his life on the streets, enduring hardship with his mother until she passed away when he was just a kid. The idea of someone mentioning a grandfather, someone who had never bothered to help them when they needed it most, but could call him now left Logan utterly bewildered.

For a moment, he thought it might be some cruel prank call, or perhaps just a wrong number. He sighed and was about to toss his phone back into his pocket when another unknown number flashed on the screen. Reluctantly, he answered, preparing to dismiss the caller.

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