“No objections at all.” A faint smile curved his lips. “In fact, I’d like it very much.”
“Excellent. Oh, will DB be joining us again this year?”
“Actually, no. He’s in a relationship with a couple of women—have I shocked you?”
“Startled, perhaps—he’s such a quiet man—but it would take more than consenting adults participating in a threesome.”
Quinton burst into laughter. “My exact thoughts! It’s always the quiet ones.”
“Well, I’m very happy for him, and I hope one day I’ll get to meet his partners.”
“It might not be for quite a while. They work for the Company.” He slanted me a glance. “I’m not supposed to know who they are.”
“But you do?”
“Of course!”
Of course. Quinton was as much a Sebring as he was a Mann.
* * * *
Mark met us in the lobby of his building. Although he preferred to use the stairs, on this day he informed me the stairs were out of order, and we all rode the elevator to the third floor.