Not long after, Cindy and Logan made their way downstairs.
Ian’s gaze lingered briefly on Cindy, and he noticed that she and Logan had the same pensive look on their faces, albeit subtle.
He cocked a brow and waited until Cindy reached the sofa. “What’s wrong? What did you guys talk about while you were upstairs?”
Cindy dusted off her clothes. “Nothing. He was just showing me his projection device and the 3D figures in the room, that’s all.”
Her unforeseen answer put a frown on his face, as for some reason, he sensed that she was hiding something. He glanced over at Logan, who nodded a little too earnestly as he interjected, “That’s right. I was just giving her a tour and showing her all that projection stuff. I mean, you’d probably scoff at them, but she’s never seen them before, so we took our time.”