Page 102 of Wait for Me

The fact that Logan’s house now had security guards twenty-four seven revealed a lot about where he and Marie were now: back to square one of unanswered questions.

Logan figured that all this could be over once they captured the Buchanan guy. That was one name he had caught during the Wednesday night attack outside the coast of Ketchikan. He must be some bad apple if so many international agencies were after him.

Logan waited for Jonas to finish his prayer.

The boy went on and on.

At some point, Logan closed his eyes and followed along.

“Help Mrs. Ping catch the captain. She said he’s a whale.” Jonas’s eyes were shut tight. “She’s going to need a big fishing rod.”

A whale of a catch?

Logan wondered whether he should leave the child alone.

“All those people in our yard. They won’t play with me.” Jonas’s voice broke.

Logan recalled what Marie said to him on the last day they were still onboard the cruise ship when it docked in Victoria.

He needs siblings to play with.

Poor Jonas. An only child who tried to befriend the Mendenhall Security guards stationed on Logan’s property.

Mrs. Ping was more like a surrogate grandmother to him than a playmate.

What about the kids in kindergarten? They could come over and play with him? They had done so before—many times.

Still.

“Amen!” Jonas said the word so loudly that Logan’s eyes snapped open.

“Daddy!” Jonas ran to him, tripping over his tracks.

He froze. Stared at the broken tracks, and began to cry.

“Shhhhh.” Logan was on his knees. “Are you hurt?”

“No, but my tracks are.” Jonas tried to fix the disjoined tracks.

“Let me help.” It was easy.

“It’s a boo-boo.” Jonas inspected it.

“Does it need a Band-Aid?”

Jonas nodded.

Logan went to the small kitchenette to find the first aid kit.

“Two Band-Aids.” Jonas held up five fingers.

“One big one is enough, don’t you think?” Logan waved it in the air.

“I guess.”

They taped the Band-Aid under the track where two parts met.

“Why not on top?” Jonas asked.

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