#Chapter 244: For Better or Worse

Logan I was enjoying the party, watching with a smile on my face as Clara, Ella, and Sarah exchanged stories, when the sound of my phone ringing suddenly cut through the lively atmosphere. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I felt my heart lurch in my chest. It was Hartman; I hadn’t heard from him in months. After Marina and Harry had taken off and Devon had been caught, I had paid Hartman for his help—even though our plan wound up being foiled—and that was the end of that. But he had left with one final promise: to let me know immediately if he dug up any more information on Marina and Harry. I stood almost immediately, garnering a look of concern from the nearby guests—especially Ella, whose blonde hair seemed to flicker with the light of the fire as her gray eyes stared up at me with confusion. “Uh, sorry,” I managed, forcing a stiff smile. “I have to take this.” Without another word, I slipped away from the patio and back inside, back into the warmth of the house.