LOGAN’S REVENGE SYSTEM

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE

Logan approached the door to his hospital room with caution, putting on an act like he was ready to comply with the gangsters' demands. "I ain't looking for trouble," he declared, anxiety making his palms sweat. Stepping inside, he took a deep breath, scanning the room for options. The sterile surroundings offered little, but his eyes locked onto the window.

On his toes, Logan made a spontaneous decision to make a run for it through the window. He rushed to the bedside, checking the distance to the nearest building. It seemed too far for a direct leap, but then he spotted another patient's window to the side. A glimmer of hope ignited as he considered the possibility of finding safety that way.

Quick thinking led Logan to grab his bedsheets, deftly folding them into a makeshift rope. The sound of approaching footsteps startled him, prompting him to toss the improvised rope under the bed. He covered himself with the bedspread, a frown etched on his face as an unknown visitor entered th