CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND FOUR

Cranking his neck to a side, Logan with his accomplice walked into the room, he had his hands tucked into his pants pockets as he made his way towards where the men were at that moment, he had no business there he asked himself but at the same time, there was that dying need at the back of his soul that had that need to be fulfilled.

He could hear his heart echoing wildly that moment, the more he thought about the situation, the more it sank to the deepest part of his mind at that moment…

Standing right there at that moment, he could feel that thudding noise coming from deep within, in a way he could sense as it was echoing.

Getting there, there was no point asking any more questions after he was addressed, instead, he sat right there in the seat assigned for him.

Inside the room, there were about ten men, each with a stick of a cigarette in their lips, as the smoke filled the air, the smoke from the cigarettes filled the air making the atmosphere hazy.

Scrunching his nose in disgust