Chapter 31
Jacksonville, FL
Tuesday afternoon
NATE DROVE HIS grandparents back to the house from The Loop, with Quentin following in his car.
When they were all in the living room, Mrs. Wilson said, “Give me a few minutes to freshen up, and I’ll be ready to go to the hospital.”
“Take your time, Grandma,” Nate said.
“I may be old, but I’m not slow, when it comes to getting ready,” she said.
I wonder if any of the cult people will be at the hospital today?” Nate said.
“Why would they?” Quentin said. “Most of them are still in prison, aren’t they?”
“I don’t think all of the rank and file were tried and convicted,” Nate said. “If I remember correctly, there wasn’t enough evidence.”
“In any case, I wouldn’t worry about it,” Quentin said.
“That’s easy for you to say, Q—you aren’t the
