Chapter 16Aaron didn’t hear from Quinn for the rest of the day. Charlie came by after her shift to collect Lennox, and brought takeout burgers from the diner. They ate around the rickety kitchen table, and then Charlie told Lennox to go put his bag in her car.
She lingered for a moment at the front door, watching to see he did as he was told. “Feels like a storm coming, doesn’t it?”
Aaron pressed his mouth into a thin line. “Something’s coming.”
“Have you heard from Quinn?”
Aaron shook his head.
“I don’t like this waiting game,” Charlie said, her breath coming out in a sigh. “Makes me antsy.”
“Yeah, me too.” Aaron thought of the few beers left in the refrigerator, but no. Not tonight. Not when he might need a clear head at any moment. He couldn’t deny the itch was there though, the t
