Chapter 19
Quinn stood on the verandah as Zoe’s Lexus sped out the gate, wheels spinning on gravel. Clouds boiled in from the west as he walked from the house and down the line of macaranga trees along the drive. Their broad heart-shaped leaves trembled. Despite the warm breeze his skin felt cold. Bloody hell, it was going to rain again, and they were weeks behind with the harvest as it was. Wet cane wouldn’t burn.
Out of habit he whistled for Captain, half-expecting the dog not to show. But he came pelting through the garden from the direction of the cottage. Captain leaped around him, all smiles and waving tail but Quinn wasn’t fooled. He was the consolation prize for Captain these days. The moment Zoe arrived home the collie would desert him again.
Captain settled at Quinn’s heel as
