Chapter 9Nothing ever changes in Spruce Creek and that means it’s safe for everyone. That’s what Quinn’s grandpa had always said. Quinn didn’t remember much about him, but he remembered those words. The fact that the beginning of the sentence was actually “As long as there’s a MacGregor running the town” felt oddly ominous right now.
Last night, during dinner, Ian and Karen had talked about the good old days. They’d talked about family and how things had changed in their line of business. In general terms, of course, because Karen didn’t allow shop talk at the dinner table, but still.
Quinn’s grandpa had believed in the good old boy type of career criminals. He’d believed that some people just were born into that life and that was it for them. There were no options.
That was why Quinn,
