Dinner passes surprisingly normally after that.
The questioning eventually dies down, and for the rest of the meal we settle into a comfortable silence. It's strange. Sitting here with the Voss brothers should feel intimidating, but somehow it doesn't. At least not right now.
Jasper is the first one to stand, stretching his arms over his head.
"Let's have some beers on the dock."
"I'm down," Declan says immediately. His chair scrapes against the floor as he pushes back from the table. "What about you guys?"
I shake my head.
"I think I'm going to get some more rest."
"That's fair," Jasper says with a nod.
He looks toward his brothers.
"What about you, Ronan and Silas? You joining us?"
Silas barely glances up from his tablet before shaking his head.
"Not tonight. I have things to
