“I know.”
“I thought you left him.”
“I know.”
“I thought you came home and forgot.”
I looked directly at him.
“I never forgot.”
His eyes filled with tears.
“You should have told me.”
“Would you have believed me?”
He didn’t answer.
Because he knew.
Probably not.
Grant looked down.
Then he reached into his jacket and pulled out his phone.
He opened a video.
It was from the previous afternoon.
Logan’s challenge.
But there was another recording after I had gone inside.
Grant had apparently kept filming.
I watched Logan standing beside the garage.
His father had confronted him.
“You went too far,” Grant had said.
Logan laughed.
“She was scared.”
“No.”
Grant’s voice sounded different.
“You don’t understand who she is.”
Logan frowned.
“Dad, she’s just some retired officer.”
Grant stared at him.
“No. She isn’t.”
He had paused.
Then said something that made my blood run cold.
