Chapter 99: Logan's Call
Durian looked at me for a moment, recalibrating as he realized that whatever I was going through was huge enough to get me in this mess, looking miserable, I think this is the first time he had seen me in this particular kind of state which was saying something on its own. "What happened?"
I drank.
"Cameron." His voice shifted from the register he used for the ambient commentary into something more direct and probing, trying to find the problem before professing a solution. "What happened tonight? The call was—you sounded wrong on the phone."
"I went to the office."
"And?"
I turned the glass in my hands. The bar was quiet at this hour, the midweek crowd thin, the music low enough to be a background noise rather than a sound. A couple at a table near the windo
