#Chapter 182: Reckoning

Ella   “The… racetrack?” I asked incredulously. My eyes flickered over to the laptop screen, which had gone dark by now. I could see my reflection, and the woman that stared back at me looked terrified.   “Yeah,” Logan said, his tone slightly cautious. “Is that a problem?”   I paused for a moment, biting my lower lip so hard I was afraid it would start to bleed. The thought of going to the racetrack to potentially face the aftermath of what may have happened to poor Miles felt like it was too much to bear.   “I’m… busy,” I finally said.   Logan paused for a moment, then replied, “But you just said you weren’t doing anything.”   I almost cursed out loud. It was true; I had said that.   “Look,” Logan said, as though reading my mind, “no one’s there. It’ll just be me and you.”   At his words, I let out a soft sigh of relief. If it would really just be the two of us, then I could handle that. And it seemed as though Logan wasn’t going to take no for an answer anyway, so I f