“It's a bad idea," Logan told Madison as he changed her bandage, dropping the gauze on the towel at his feet. “Doyle is a tricky bastard. You think you have him trapped and then he slips through your grasp like an oiled pig." He shook his head as he inspected the stitches. The skin was pink, but healing nicely. Another four days and the stitches should dissolve without worry. Logan reached for a clean solution, satisfied with Dara's healing skills. “I watched him kill my brother, and Dusker wasn't healing from three gashes in his gut. You need to tell Levi and Barnett no." He glanced up into her deep blue eyes, very aware that he still touched her warm flesh. “It's too dangerous."
Before Samira had left, she told them that Barnett and Levi intended on setting another trap for Doyle at The
