Wednesday. Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport. Washington, DC.
LOGAN WHIPPED THE SUV into an employee parking lot. Tucker was the first out, moving to intercept a security guard Logan had driven past in his haste to get as close as he could to the entrance. Hell, he hadn't even bothered with a parking spot.
He knew he was being rash. His better sense was telling him to slow down. Yet he couldn't make himself follow through.
If there was any chance at all Kelsey was on that plane, he wasn't going to allow it to take off.
She was smart. She'd do something to signal them. He believed in her.
"TL? TL, man, slow the fuck down." Jamie caught up to him and grabbed his arm.
Logan resisted the urge to pull out of Jamie's grasp.
"What's gotten into you, man? Hold up just a damn second. Don't go in alone."
Logan nodded and let Jamie pull him to a stop.
"We all want to catch this guy and get Kelsey back, I swear," Jamie said in a low voice. "But we do that together."