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her
tight. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
    Lucy shook her
head. “I know you didn’t. It was just so awful.”
    “Okay, don’t
think about it any longer.” Logan turned to the others. “If we head downstairs now, we’ll get
slaughtered. It seems clear to me that we need to spend the night here and wait
it out. I have a feeling that once they realize that Sanchez is dead, his
followers will leave The View.”
    “But what if they
don’t?” Jet said. “If we wait it out here, come morning, we might find
ourselves up against a tougher group of men.”
    “Let’s put it to
a vote. What do ya say?” Logan raised his
hand. “Raise your hand if you want to stay here for the night.”
    Everyone except
Jet raised their hands.
    “Okay, we’ll
stay.” Logan glanced at his watch. “We should have time to grab some food from
the party room. We don’t want to be starving when we wake up in the morning.”
    “Where are we
going to sleep?” Jet asked.
    “I say one of the
suites farthest away from the staircase,” Logan said.
    “Why there?”
Xavier questioned.
    “If someone comes
searching for Sanchez, they’ll search the party room, the penthouse suite, and
maybe one of the rooms next to it,” Logan replied. “But
hopefully, not every single room, least not the room farthest away from the
penthouse suite.”
    “Sounds good,”
Xavier said. “I didn’t feel like walking down all those stairs again,
especially with this flashlight.” He glanced at the light, which was slowly
fading. “Let’s hurry before it decides to die completely.”
    Everyone stood
up, and after one last glance at the smoldering helicopter, they walked toward the rooftop door.

Chapter 3

 
    Xavier’s eyelids
were almost closed as Logan walked over. “I’ll take over now.”
    “Thanks.” Xavier
stood up and yawned. “I’ve been trying to stay awake, but I’m not the young man
I once was. All this climbing, running, it’s getting to me.”
    “I thought you
did pretty well today. You kept up with the rest of us,” Logan said, sitting
down next to the door.
    “Barely. Anyway, I haven’t heard
anything since I took over, so we should be safe to move in a few hours.”
Xavier gave Logan his pistol. “Here, just in case anything happens.”
    As Xavier walked
over to the bed and lay down, Logan stood up, softly opened the door, and peeked out. He saw no one. He
slipped out into the hallway and closed it behind him.
    Light was shining
in at the far windows, which was a good thing, as their flashlight had finally
died in the middle of the night. He reached the staircase and glanced down. It
was still silent. He waited for a few minutes to see if anyone came up the
stairs, but no one did. Not wanting to risk it any further, he strode back to
the room and opened the door.
    After sliding it
closed, he sat down beside it and thought about where they could hide out. He
suspected that San Francisco would return to its normal state, at least the normal state it was
in before Sanchez took charge, but in the meantime, it’d be best to leave the
city.
    There was a slim
chance that some vigilante would come after them for killing Sanchez, and he
didn’t want to be part of any more killing. He glanced at his watch and saw
that it was now January the twenty-fifth. He’d arranged to meet his brother on
the twenty-seventh at Stinson Beach .
    They would need
to find a working vehicle and see if the Golden Gate Bridge was
still standing. If it was, they’d head that way, up the coast to Stinson Beach . If it
wasn’t, they’d have to go the longer route around San Francisco Bay .
    Hearing movement,
Logan looked up and saw his fiancée approaching. He smiled and put an arm
around her as she sat down beside him. Her long blonde hair was messy and her
dress was smudged with blood, but her smile still looked beautiful. It was what
had attracted him to her in the first place, as well as her kind nature.
    Lucy rested her
head on Logan ’s