As soon as Madison was out of sight, Logan turned his attention to the barking Dax at the back door. Crouching back down so he would be less visible in the windows, Logan scurried over to the door and opened it. “Scout," he told the German Shepherd, and Dax bounded through the doorway, leaping over the three steps and hitting the ground running, his bark echoing in the surrounding woods.
Logan watched which direction Dax went, and then he slid along the back of the cabin in the opposite direction. He took a deep breath of the air as he went, determining that Doyle was alone at least. Of course, that didn't make the man any less deadly.
For two years Logan had pictured this confrontation, but while he had always envisioned his revenge, he had never considered that he would also be protect
