Chapter 17
Teague, Hoyt, and Keir disembarked the plane mid-Wednesday afternoon, went to baggage claim to get their bags, and walked to the long-term lot where Teague had left his car. From there they headed to Keir’s apartment to drop him off.
“And a river runs through it,” Hoyt commented, looking out at the icy water as they drove over a bridge. “A hell of a lot bigger river than the one in Faircrest.”
“Befitting a big city,” Keir replied with a grin.
“That it is,” Hoyt agreed, watching the skyline grow larger and closer.
“It’s really not all that big,” Teague said. “Well, compared to say New York, L.A., or even Denver.”
“It’s big enough to be impressive,” Hoyt said fifteen minutes later, as they began driving through the heart of the city.
Teague smiled, patting Hoyt’s thigh. “I
