She went on, "Nobody wants something like this to happen. It's understandable that Lois was too scared to tell you at the time."
I stared at Lois, my face hard.
Her tears came faster. "Logan, I'm so sorry. I was just so terrified. I was afraid that if I told you, you'd want a divorce."
"Who was he?" I asked, my voice cold. "The animal who did it."
Both sets of parents turned to look at Lois.
I spoke again. "I have a right to know who hurt you. If you give me a name, I'd like to use every connection I have to make him pay."
My mother-in-law jumped in. "Lois, Logan has a wide network now. Tell him. Maybe he really can get justice for you."
"I... I..."
Lois stammered, her sobbing growing louder and louder.
"You won't say his name. Are you trying to protect him?"
"Logan, what kind of thing is that to say?" My father slammed his palm on the table.
"Lois doesn't want to relive that part of her past. That's understandable." My mother stepped in quickly to smooth things over. "Let's eat first. She can tell us when she's ready."
I said nothing. I quietly took out my phone and called Owen.
"Come to my place. I don't need to give you the address, do I?"
