Chapter 8
Jacksonville, FL
Wednesday afternoon
THEY’D GOTTEN HOME at dawn, crawled into their bed, and crashed. Quentin had awakened around noon, and gone to the master bathroom to shower. Afterward, he dressed as quietly as he could, and went to his office; where he spent a couple of hours on the computer. He also located, and made an appointment with, a helicopter pilot.
When Quentin returned to the house, Nate was still out cold, so he made a quick trip to the McDonald’s just down the street and picked up their lunch. Back at the house, he set the food on the kitchen island and went to the master suite.
“Rise and shine, Nate. It’s one o’clock, and your lunch is waiting for you in the kitchen.”
“Go away, and let me sleep,” Nate said, his voice thick with sleepiness.
“You don’t hav
