Quinn heard chatting. Sawyer’s voice was loud in clear as she talked to Logan. They were discussing their favourite nail polish colour. What kind of discussion was that? Logan said Midnight Blush, what does that even mean? They chuckled before the car suddenly stopped, Quinn jerked forward, putting his hand up as he rolled into the back of the passenger’s seat.
“Watch it,” Quinn said, his voice strained.
Sawyer’s head darted in his direction. “Quinn,” she spoke softly before reaching back to touch his arm. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
He pushed off the chair, grunting. His stomach burned lightly as he moved to sit up. “We’re back in the Kia?” He raised his brow. What did they do with the truck?
“Turner got rid of it in the woods, where they took us,” Logan said with a laugh. “Stupid,” she m
