Chapter 15Aunt Karen stepped out of the house with her purse in her hands, looking all business. Her eyes were red-rimmed as she climbed into the passenger’s seat.
Quinn turned to her and reached out, awkwardly hugging her close in the cramped space. She trembled and her breathing hitched a few times, but she kept the sobs at bay.
When he pulled back and looked at her, she nodded solemnly, then wiped under her eyes. She wasn’t wearing makeup, so either she hadn’t had time to put any on or she’d already ruined it once.
“Where to?” Quinn asked, driving back out of the yard.
“They’re flying him to Vegas as we speak,” she said, attempting a normal tone without quite succeeding.
“Alright.” Quinn turned on the radio and left it on low, and started the long drive to Las Vegas.
They were bar
