Chapter 417 There Are People In Wynter Everywhere

• Fiona and Naomi were still unaware that the hotel's structure had been settled. Wynter considered going to face them, but after doing some math, she decided it was not worth it. She should continue to observe the troublesome individuals so that she may trace their path. Wynter handed Logan a clip of darkened hair. "Assist me in giving this back to its owner. Return it to the home. Logan didn't know the origin of the hair clip.
• Until he got to that neighborhood and located the real estate agent, that is. He had shivers as he ascended the steps. The real estate agent was also behaving oddly. "How about you go into that room yourself, sir? When you go, simply lock it. The next door opened while Logan was in the hallway, holding the key, and losing consciousness. There was an argument between a husband and wife. The man had a pronounced alcohol odor. "What made me strike you? Do your work if you are capable of doing it. Give up if you are unable to. As Logan stepped out the door, he ran into him. "Who are you?"
• "I'm renting a room here." "Ma'am, do you need me to call the police?" Logan questioned angrily as he looked at the woman who was severely injured. The man chuckled. "I'm telling you." Don't meddle with other people's affairs. He pushed Logan as he spoke and turned to go, swearing. "For me," he said as he took a phone call. I'll be at the table right there. "Hold on a minute." "I'm grateful." The woman's face was pallid as she left. This isn't how he typically is. He had a drink today. I still have to go get my child. Logan knew, but he was even angrier. The victim did not want to defend herself, even though it was obvious domestic abuse. Logan turned to open the door while holding the keys in his hand.