Logan's POV

I settled on my posh chair that Saturday afternoon, going through the messages in my mails. Crossing my legs on top of the other, I reclined on the chair before taking my phone out from my pocket. I breathed out deeply, trying to calm my racing thoughts even when the weight of the situation gnawed heavily on my chest.  The  current situation of my company had left me In a heart wrenching state.. 

When my thoughts drifted to Miles Mcclure, I quickly dailed Paul's number to ask for updates about him. Last I remember, I instructed him to do a research about his hideout since there are claims...