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I needed to work.
But someone was on my mind, and that sat with me through the entire day, until I got home and decided to skip my weekly skydive just so I could get to him that much faster.
The three missed calls from him while I’d been in the air hadn’t helped matters, either.
I decided to drive straight to Quinn’s apartment instead of returning any phone calls, only to find a strange old man answering the door with a scowl on his face.
“Um,” I said carefully. “Is Quinn here?”
“Quinn don’t live here no more,” he snapped.
Then he slammed the door in my face.
My stomach sank, and I stared at the door in shock.
He didn’t live here anymore?
He’d lived here since he’d moved home…
“Lookin’ for Quinn?”
I blinked, surprised to find Quinn’s brother, Gable, at my back.
He looked… rough.
I’d also seen him around my house multiple times since the first day I’d seen him at my place and had forced myself not to ask him how Quinn was doing.
“Yeah,” I grumbled. “You okay?”
He shrugged. “I’ve been better.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I haven’t seen you around my house or my brother lately.”
He flashed me a wink. “I knew you noticed who I was.”
I snorted. “Other than the huge eye widening thing you did at me to keep me quiet, you’re pretty remarkable, Gable. Plus, you have that little shock of white hair that you can’t always cover up fast enough.”
Gable had a couple of strands of white hair that grew at the top of his head where he’d sustained a head injury when he was young. Ever since then, the white hair had grown in between his dirty blond strands.
And all the hair dye, colored contacts, wardrobe changes, and acting couldn’t hide who a person was when you’d spent a lot of quality time with them in your formative years.
“I figured you were there to watch my brother,” I admitted when he didn’t say anything. “And I didn’t want to out you.”
“You know I was there to find information on your brother, and you didn’t want to out me,” he repeated. “Why?”
I looked at him seriously before I said, “Costas is an adult. If he wants to play stupid games, he can win stupid prizes. Honestly, I think jail would be good for him at this point. I think he’s stuck in this gang and will wind up dead if he’s not careful. Yet he still thinks he’s invincible.”
His lips turned up at the corner. “I’m headed down to the bar at the corner if you want to meet us there. Quinn’s supposed to show up and be our designated driver.”
I fell into step with him. “If I show up, you won’t have a designated driver.”
Because he’d be coming home with me.
Gable snorted. “I figured.”
If I won the lottery, I’d still be the same asshole. Only, I’d get a pirate ship. I’d arm it to the tits. Hire crew. Drink before noon. Oh, and hunt down real pirates.
—Shayne to Quinn
