The air didn’t feel right. Hadn’t felt right for days, not since getting chased off the accommodation car at the Kansas City Southern Station. For someplace so widely known as the Big Easy, security was wound so tight that it squeaked. Ian had tried several other stations since his arrival in...
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“You look like an old hippie.” Logan rolled his eyes, but smiled and added. “Cute, though.”
He then looked longingly at the trail of smoke wafting up from the burning tip of the incense, and wondered what it must smell like. There was once a head shop...
“Disappointment.” Logan stated simply, and he fixed Skye with a crooked grin. In one hand he was gripping a book, which he held up for her to see. The cover was cream in color, and had the worn simplistic blank design of something used and missing its dust jacket. The title, in black Times New...