Chapter 27
Quinn’s anger had burned down to an ember, glowing in the pit of her stomach. She tried to ignore that knot in her stomach, while the three of them sat in a booth, in a diner a few blocks from the Empire State Building. Jimmy held the statue low in his lap, to keep it out of sight. It was still swaddled in the hessian fabric, so he unrolled the bundle and inspected the gold statue for damage. It seemed intact and actually looked a little cleaner than the last time he’d seen it, back in Mexico. He quickly wrapped it back in the cloth and stuffed it in his backpack sitting under the table.
“We should celebrate!” Dayton said cheerfully.
“What we need to do…” Quinn started but stopped because just then, a young waitress brought their orders, and set them down on the table a littl
