Blind Justice

Bolan had to strain to catch all Logan’s words over the phone. His voice was still weak.

“We’ll figure this out, Ray.”

“Don’t you understand, Cooper, it’s my damn fault. I sent them away and I can’t do a thing to help them. Kendal has all the cards…”

Logan’s voice faded and all Bolan could hear was his labored breathing. His energy levels were way down and the pressure of not knowing where his wife and son were was taking its toll.

“I had a talk with your cop buddies—Fitch, Dunn and Brenner. They didn’t send their best wishes. I think it’s safe to say they won’t be bothering you anymore.”