Logan and Chad, a little after midnight Saturday, apartment 6116 clsed
Logan wasn't sure what had been going on this past week. All he remembered was being on his own a lot. It wasn't out of the ordinary, yet he felt like it had been. What had worried him, though, was the wound up wad of cash in the freezer. It sat on the counter in front of him and his bowl of rocky road ice cream as Chad walked through the front door, smile on his face. "Hey buddy, what's up?"
Logan looked at him, raised his brow and picked up the money. "Dunno, how bout you tell me... Where've you been?"
"Working kiddo." Chad told him as he walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out the milk carton. "Hey, where'd you get that much cash? Been saving for a while, huh?" He took out a glass and a spoon, then helped himself to the ice cream in the freezer and made a milkshake of sorts.
Logan's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. His father thought this was his money? He didn't know where it had come from nor had he put it in there. He never thought about putting money in the freezer... "No, I found it. In the freezer." Chad stopped and looked up, startled. He'd kept large amounts of money in the freezer when he was running cons, but not since he'd met Logan's mother and become a cop. "When was this?" He asked, curiously.
"'Bout an hour ago." Logan answered. "When I went looking for ice cream. Was tucked away in the back corner."
"The left corner beside the ice box thingy?" He asked, just for the sheer curiosity of it.
"Yeah. Did you put it there?" Logan said, unsure if he could believe Chad knew nothing about it now that he'd pinpointed exactly where it had been.
"Don't know nothing about it." Chad answered, turning his back to Logan as he put the milk back in the fridge. He moved slowly, thinking about how that was there and where it had come from. What had he done last week and why couldn't he rememer even yesterday? "Maybe the people that lived here before us left it." He suggested with a shrug.
Logan raised his brow. It hadn't been there before. He knew that. He'd cleaned that freezer before and hadn't found money in it until now. "Yeah, maybe." He said then decided he should just let it go. Wherever the money had come from, it was in their freezer now, and it could be used for a few different things he could think of. But it wasn't right if it wasn't their money... "Should we turn it in to lost and found or something? I mean if we don't know where it came from, it really isn't ours, right?"
Chad turned around, startled look on his face. For some reason he knew there was easily a thousand dollars there and he shook his head. "If it was in our freezer, then it's ours. Possession is nine tenths of the law, kiddo." That and some strange voice was telling him it was his money, he'd earned it and he neded to keep it.
Now Logan deinitely didn't believe Chad knew nothing about it. "Where did it come from, Dad?" He asked again, voice low.
"I don't know, Logan. really don' know." He said softly, trying to remember. "But if I figure it out, I'll tell you. Honest." He said, sitting beside Logan and looking at the stash of cash. He didn't know how it had gotten there, if he'd ever remember what caused it to be in their freezer, or if he'd make good on his word and tell Logan, should he remember.