C8 CHAPTER 8

'Where'd he come from?' he thinks, 'and were those other guys at?'

He glances around and soon realizes that he's all alone with this old guy in a different cell (a much better one at that)

"I wasn't able to get much food except this piece of bread," the man says as he walks up to the bed, where Logan is lying, and drops a tray of bread and water on a little stool beside it