She nonchalantly puts her long-range rifle over her shoulder and takes a glance at the scene behind me, as if making sure none of them was going to get up. I would have never imagined Agnes was the one shooting...
"Quentin put you up to watch me?" I ask, still in shock.
"Yes, basically," she answers with a bored expression. "I agreed mostly because I was also suspicious of you, at first. Richard brought you back out of nowhere and I couldn't see your appeal... You wouldn't be my first choice for a new sister."
Typical painfully blunt Agnes. I'd remind her that siblings are precisely the kind of things we don't exactly pick, but our family's logic is complicated anyway, so I'll skip that. I'll definitely remember it when it's time for Christmas present shopping, though.
"Thanks for the
