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the man raised his voice. “I want him out of my way before he fucks me up.”
     
    “Well,” Logan started, “he’s been laying low since she came back.”
     
    “And your point?” the man was getting more annoyed by the second. “How does this affect me or you in any way?”
     
    “What if you are right?” Logan started explaining. “What if she’s hiding an affair? Like maybe one with the guy she’s trying to get?”
     
    “She fucked a bad boy,” the voice dripped with sarcasm. “That should really help my business move right along.”
     
    “What if he’s laying low because he’s hiding it too?”
     
    “So what? Wouldn’t you hide fucking an agent who’s been sent to take you to prison?”
     
    “Yes,” Logan agreed. “But what if it’s more? What if she is his weakness?”
     
    “You think Asher Hudson has found a woman that makes him weak?”
     
    “I don’t know,” he was honest. “But I’d like to know. Before I tend to the problem.”
     
    “She’s getting too nosey,” the voice answered.
     
    “I know,” Logan conceded.
     
    “She’s working with that lump of lard detective,” he spoke softly.
     
    “I know, I saw them together,” Logan nodded. “But what’s he going to help her with?”
     
    “He’s smarter than you give him credit for,” the voice stated.
     
    “So what do you want me to do?”
     
    “Get her out of my fucking business. And yours. Find out what you want to know and then take care of her,” the voice ordered.
     
    “I have every intention of getting rid of Agent Fuller,” Logan admitted. “I’ll show her that Vegas just isn’t the place for her.”
     
    “Good,” the voice replied. “And I can expect this when?”
     
    “As soon as I crack her wall,” Logan offered. “Which this case is doing for me. Great idea by the way.”
     
    “I don’t need thanks,” the man replied. “This is just as much for me as it is for you.”
     
    “Give me the time to find out what I need to know,” Logan requested. “Please?”
     
    “Agent Logan, you have a week. In that time you will either have the information I need, she will be gone or I will take you both down.” The man turned and walked away.
     
    Logan sat in the chair and took several deep breaths. He wasn’t sure at all what was going on, but he knew that he had to do what he was told. His ass was on the line.
     
    Suddenly his text went off. He opened the message to see several pictures. Him and Amanda. In a hotel room. In his office. In his bed. The bed he shared with his wife.
     
    I’m assuming Mrs. Logan would be as displeased with this as I am with your results. One week. No more. No less. Finish the job or I’ll finish you.
     
    Logan stood up and walked out of the room. He no longer had time to pussyfoot around Fuller and her soft spot for criminals. He no longer had time to worry about how far she was digging into the things that were going on. He needed to take care of things.
     
    As he drove towards the office, Logan couldn’t help but remember a time when things were easier. Before he’d gotten involved in all of this. A time when he only wanted to do the same things other agents did. Help people. Fight crime. Support justice.
     
    Now he just wanted to survive. It was hard to imagine he’d changed so drastically over the years. His wife probably wouldn’t fuck him because she’d hated who he had become. And that was the worst part of it.
     
    Logan didn’t care much about himself. But he’d hate to see his family hurt because he’d made a decision years ago that altered the course of his life. This wasn’t the place he’d intended to be in. This wasn’t the life he’d imagined.
     
    The fear was getting to him and he knew he had to blow off steam. Without even thinking, Logan found himself headed in the direction of his house. His wife was gone and the kids were there with Amanda. It was just what he needed.
     
    “Hey baby,” she answered on the first