To say I wasn't really looking forward to this conversation with my dad was more than an understatement. There was no way this was going to go well. No way he was going to be happy or even act like it for my sake.
It's going to be all panic and ulterior motives. I know this. Because he doesn't trust his idea of who Logan is. Not who Logan actually
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"Lamb? Dad, no offense, but are you crazy?" I sighed. He knew as well as I did Lamb's police skills were pretty much a joke, and that he already decided Logan was guilty. "We would have been better off if you'd handed it off to Vinnie Van Lowe." Yep. Vinnie Van Lowe might very well be a slimy, disgusting joke, but somehow I figured if we paid him enough he'd do just about anything. Lamb had nothing to gain at all, on about a million levels, for Logan being exonerated.
"Lamb was being nice?" I asked, feeling my stomach drop as my dad touched my shoulder, trying to calm me down. I couldn't shake the feeling that he'd done exactly what I was afraid of. "Nice and Lamb? Those two words don't belong in the same sentence. Especially not where Logan's concerned since that night on the bridge."
Yeah, with the luck we've been having? I wouldn't be surprised if Lamb's somehow took everything we've found and managed to find some excuse to arrest him already.
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