#Chapter 16: What the Bail?

I drove as quickly as I could to the police station. I had called Dylan before I left the office, and the plan was that he would meet me there. I was glad for that. I had never bailed anyone out of jail before. I wasn’t even sure where to go or who to talk to. I parked my car outside the station and walked around, looking for the entrance. I know policemen and stations were supposed to be a safe place, but I sure felt nervous and a little bit like I looked suspicious, walking around this dark, downtown building. “Hey!” I heard a man’s voice behind me. I jumped and turned around, throwing my arms up in surrender. The man laughed. “You must be Hazel,” he said. “You are exactly the way Logan described you.” I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not. “Well. I’m not quite sure how to take that.” I said. Then, as his words sunk in, “Logan’s told you about me?” “Oh yeah. It’s not often he gets an assistant that really impresses him,” he smiled and stuck out his hand to me.