"What the..."
Logan jerked his hands, but the restraints remained firmly in place.
He looked around the spacious room, but strangely enough, there was barely any furniture in the place.
The room had just a few chairs and tables scattered around, along with a neon board displaying the words Sex Education.
The more he looked at around the room, the more it appeared a luxurious prison cell than anything else, and Logan had a sinking feeling he knew exactly where he was.
A moment later, the door to the room creaked open, and Kira walked it along with her guards, smiling. However, Logan wasn't looking at her smile, but her outfit.