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quicker he would catch him.
    As he swung around a middle-aged man walking a border collie, intending to cross the street and continue down the concrete boardwalk, a police car pulled across his path, and slammed on its brakes.
    Logan cut to the right to run behind it as the doors flew opened on both sides, and two officers jumped out.
    “Stop right there!” one of them yelled.
    Logan continued around the back of the car, not interested in whoever they were after.
    “You! Stop now!”
    Just as he realized the words seemed to be meant for him, the officer from the passenger side rushed forward and tackled him to the ground.
    “Don’t know how to listen, do you?” he said in Logan’s ear.
    Logan had to fight the instinct to struggle to get free. As much as he wanted to catch the guy who’d hurt Tooney, he knew enough not to mess with the cops.
    “I think you’ve made a mistake,” he said.
    “Really? So you weren’t the one running away from the crime scene?”
    Are you kidding me? Logan thought. But he didn’t respond to the question, knowing it would be better to keep his mouth shut.
    The officer pulled Logan’s arms behind his back. “Sorry, can’t hear you.” When Logan still didn’t say anything, he snickered.
    After Logan was cuffed, the cop and his partner got him to his feet, and guided him into the back of their squad car. Once the door was shut, he looked out the window in the direction the other man had run, but wherever the son of a bitch was, Logan couldn’t see him anymore.
    So damn close .
    As they rode away, Logan still had no idea why the cops had stopped him. It was hard to believe they would have come after him just because they’d seen him running. He could easily just have been someone late for work, or out for a jog.
    They turned down Pacific and took him all the way back to the taped off area in front of Aaron’s house. Without a word, the cops got out and headed onto the property, leaving him sitting there alone.
    As he waited, his thoughts turned to the man he’d been chasing. One thing he knew for sure now was that what had happened in the back of Tooney’s restaurant, and whatever was going on with his granddaughter were related. There was no other explanation for why Tooney’s attacker had shown up at the home of Elyse’s boyfriend—or friend or acquaintance or whatever Aaron was.
    Just as Logan was beginning to wonder how long his new police buddies were going to leave him by himself, they reemerged through the gate of the damaged property with two other officers, and a man in a suit walking next to a woman in jeans and a red turtleneck sweater.
    As they neared the car, Logan recognized the woman before. The last time she’d been wearing sweats and a baseball cap, but she still had the sleepy look on her face that she’d had when she’d found him in Aaron’s bungalow the night before.
    One of the cops opened the door and hauled Logan out.
    “Is this the man?” the guy in the suit asked her.
    She looked Logan, then nodded. “Definitely.”
     

 
     
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    “So why were you running away from the scene of the fire?”
    Logan found out the suited guy’s name was Baker, and he was an LAPD detective. He’d kept Logan waiting in a windowless room at the station for nearly an hour before he finally showed up, and started asking his questions.
    “I wasn’t running away from anything.”
    The man raised an eyebrow. “Really? Several people saw you. Including me.”
    “I didn’t say I wasn’t running. I said I wasn’t running away from anything.”
    “Okay. Then why were you running to? ”
    “My friend was mugged yesterday,” Logan said. “I thought I saw the man who did it, and chased after him.”
    “Convenient, don’t you think? Him showing up at the aftermath of a fire you set.”
    “Whoa. Hold on. I did not set any fire.”
    “My witness says you were the last person other than herself in the burned down house.”
    “The last person she knows of.