Chapter 20
Jacksonville, FL
Saturday
“I’M GLAD THAT’S over,” Nate said, as they headed downstairs to the parking garage.
“It could have been a lot more difficult, if George hadn’t paved the way for us,” Quentin said. “How did your interview go, Dwight?”
“It was okay,” Dwight said. “Lieutenant Johnson took my statement, and I signed it. No big deal.”
“Can you guys amuse yourselves until it’s time to go to the Amtrak station?” Quentin said.
“Sure,” Nate said. “What’s up?”
“I need to get to work on at least one of the two divorce cases I’ve taken on.”
“I’ll drop you off at the house, and you’re on your own,” Nate said.
“Where are you guys going?”
“The mall, where else?” Nate said.
“Want to meet somewhere for lunch?” Quentin said.
“Sure,” Nate said, and drove them back to the hous
