It was quiet around the place, which made him wonder if something was up. Logan was in no mood to be around people or talk at the moment. But then again, when was he ever? He slid under his truck and started looking for the problems other than the big ass dent in the front. He grunted and growled when some oil spilled in his face. Reaching his hand out for a rag he wiped at his face before tossing it aside.
In that moment he caught a whiff of someone through the grease and oil. He rolled his eyes, this is not what he needed right now. The scent wasn't familiar but he did know it was female. This just kept getting better and better
With any luck it was just one of them coming down to get a car and take it into town. His head was pounding and he was trying like hell to remember everything he'd forgotten over the past few days. So far he'd had zero luck, but that was always the case.
He groaned internally as he heard the door open, silently hoping that whoever it was didn't feel in a particularly chatty mood.