#Chapter 55: Protection

Ella

“Yes, Logan,” I said with a heavy sigh, “it’s the same guy. The man from the park.”

Logan's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing in contemplation. “This isn’t good, Ella.”

Logan’s response left me somewhat taken aback. “What do you mean?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. “He helped me, maybe even saved my life, twice. Shouldn’t that be a good thing?”

However, Logan was silent for a moment, shaking his head. I watched as he sank down onto the edge of the bed, holding his head in his hands for a few moments.

“What is it, Logan?” I asked, taking a tentative step forward.

Logan finally looked up at me. When he did, his face was serious. “Ella… It’s one thing for a stranger to step in and help you once, but twice? Especially in these circumstances?”

“So?” I asked. “I mean, sure, I’m also a bit wary of his connections here… but it does feel like it’s just a coincidence. And a beneficial one, at that. Surely not everyone at this party was part of the mafia—”

“No, they’re not,” he said