#Chapter136 Crime Scene
Sirens echoed throughout the city as police vehicles and ambulances rushed to La Café.
Logan could not keep up with the gathering crowds. His heart beat palpitated as he ran towards the café, and the scene that played out before his eyes was in every way unpleasant.
The sun shone and reflected on the broken glass shards outside what used to be the perfect view of La Café. That on its own was enough to make Logan believe that no one in that café survived, because the whole front was covered in glass only.
/"No./" He breathed, his feet coming to a stop in front of the café. This felt worse than the time MJ went missing, it was too real and yet so surreal like nothing he had ever seen before.
Bodies were scattered everywhere in and outside the café, and there was blood splattered across the floor. The shooters had obviously shot to kill and they shot at everyone within reach of La Café and everyone inside.
