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Five days later…On a train heading south from Bangkok
"Well, that's about it," Logan said, closing his laptop. Amy and Mr. Koonikorn are on their way back to Seattle. Koonikorn guy turned out to be all right, although, I think he was still a little scared of you until the end." Logan teased.
"Very funny,." Max rolled her eyes.
"And…I told Bling that we'd missed the flight back and we'd see him in a couple of days. He wanted the whole story, but I told him we'd fill him in when we got back.." Logan tucked the laptop back in his bag. "I hope I don't regret this little detour.
"It was the least we could do after Mr. Koonikorn went out on a limb for us. It's just one favor. Deliver a package to his friend. He even gave us specific instructions."
"Yeah, specific instructions with street names I have no hope of pronouncing."
"Oh, quit complaining, Mr. Grumpy."
Max stood up from her seat and stretched. The plastic seat sprang back up and banged sharply as she stood, but Max could hardly hear it over the din of the train. She couldn't believe that they were here. Since Logan had first returned from the hospital, he had tried hard to show Max how well he had adapted to life in the wheelchair. When they had said goodbye at the cabin, Max hadn't been able to stop the words from tumbling out.
"You could always ditch it all and go on the lam with me."
"I would just slow you down," he had said
Max had opened her mouth to argue, then stopped herself. Until that moment, she had not thought about how difficult it would be for Logan to run away with her. She could help him, but would he let her? Looking back, Max should have seen all the reminders that Logan's life had been changed by Bruno Anselmo's bullet. Yet to her, Logan had always been just Logan, stubborn, loyal, devoted, and brilliant.
After the incident with Bronck and Matt, Logan had seemed torn. The capture by Bronck's men, being dragged away from his wheelchair, had humbled him. Yet he couldn't help himself. The confrontation with Bronck had thrilled him too.
All these thoughts had run through Max's head as she had stood over Mr. Koonikorn in the plane. Maybe the fact that Max had thought he was serious about flying to Thailand had made Logan believe it himself, but he had said yes to her crazy idea. Max felt that she had held her breath for most of the next five days, but somehow they had made it in a city that could hardly be any less wheelchair accessible. Max had stolen a look at Logan, sitting beside her, but his face had revealed nothing.