A Hallway in the Arms Hotel, Saturday night
Bel was stalking down the hallway, really not happy about the phone call he'd gotten from Angela earlier. What the hell? A daughter? But there had only been that one time. How the hell was he going to explain this to Phoebe and Anders?
He stopped short as he saw the the person heading down the hallway toward him. Logan. Just what he needed to fix his mood. He took a quick look around. No one else was in the hallway, but there could be people in the rooms lining it.
He crossed his arms and glared. "Logan," he sneered.
He stopped short as he saw the the person heading down the hallway toward him. Logan. Just what he needed to fix his mood. He took a quick look around. No one else was in the hallway, but there could be people in the rooms lining it.
He crossed his arms and glared. "Logan," he sneered.