SYCAMORE HOSPITAL, NEW YORk~

Logan’s POV

I stood at a far end, pacing the corridor with my hands tucked in my pocket. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, and my heart rampaged as I pondered on Emily’s condition. I could recall what happened at the party last night. She had left the cruise ship in search of Collin.. During a conversation with my friend, Martin; I caught sight of Collin speaking to a man in a black suit and a hat. There was this mysterious aura surrounding that man that left me intrigued.

He was tall, at least 6’7. Had dark hair, deep dark eyes and a stoic countenance on his...