The back door creaked wider.
Yeongjae immediately held his breath.
Then Logan stepped out.
His phone was pressed tightly against his ear while frustration twisted his face into something almost unrecognizable.
"What?!" Logan snapped.
He paced down the small back porch aggressively.
"What do you mean Sora closed down the clinic for electrical inspection?"
Jiho and Yeongjae exchanged quick looks from behind the bushes.
Logan dragged a hand through his hair harshly.
"We literally had electrical maintenance last month!"
Then he stopped talking.
Listening.
His jaw clenched harder with every second that passed.
And before either Yeongjae or Jiho could react—
Another man stepped out from the back door.
Tall.
Broad shoulders.
Tattooed arms.
The moment Jiho saw him, his expression darkened immediately.
They weren't dealing with Logan alone.
"Shit…" Jiho whispered under his breath.
The second Logan ended the call, he rubbed both hands over his face in visible frustration.
