“Where are you?” he asked. “I’m still in Minnesota. I’m—” “Well, you need to get out of bed and—” “I’m not in bed, goddamnit. I’m at the office and I’m . . .” “Somebody tried to kill Bill Logan last night.” “What? How do you know this?” “Because it was on the local news this morning. Somebody went to his office last night and took a shot at him. You need to call the Bismarck cops and find out what they know. According to the news, they don’t know anything. But the main thing is, we need to find Logan. He seems to have disappeared.” “How do you know that?” “Because I went to his home and his office after I heard the news, and he’s not in either place.” Before Westerberg could ask another question, he said, “This could be our chance, Agent. If somebody tried to kill Logan, it has to be related to Sarah’s murder or Logan’s arrest.
