Chapter 352: Quentin

Wednesday. Roanoke, VA.

QUENTIN WAS GLAD TO get out of the SUV. Wesley hadn't said a word in about two hours other than his order when they'd paused to grab food.

Candi took a moment longer to get out of the SUV. She kept muttering and tripping over the hem of her dress. Quentin wasn't going to point out that it was a show. She was simply needling her brother because it got under his skin.

She finally stood next to him and stretched her hands up over her head.

"Let me guess..." She glanced at the bag in Quentin's hand. "You want me to take that inside while you two chat?"

Quentin swallowed the laugh that wanted to bubble up out of him. He'd been expecting Wesley to corner him at some point.

Candi glanced at Quentin then Wesley, who was too busy scowling at nothing to look at her.

"Give me the bag." She reached over and took it from Quentin. "Key?"

He handed that to her as well. "We'll be in soon."

She tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Try to be civil, okay?"