Chapter 70

“Quinn—” Mark was about to object, so I simply overrode him.

“I’ll have to return your car to Aspen Reach anyway, so I might as well, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, but...”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, fine. Thank you.”

I reached down and tugged his ear. “You’re welcome.”

“I guess that means I’ll have to drive you back here and then follow you to Vincent’s condo,” Gregor groused.

“Thank you, Gregor.” I could have told him I’d take a cab back to Dulles to pick up the car, and then get another one to drive me to Great Falls from Alexandria after I’d garaged Mark’s car and packed a suitcase for him, but that would have removed all the pleasure from his running feud with Mark.

“Yeah, thanks, Novotny.” Mark wasn’t any more thrilled than Gregor, but they’d both have to suck it up.

Gregor ground his teeth.

“Shall we go, dear one?” Mother asked.

“Yes, Portia. The Town Car isn’t too far.” Gregor pushed the luggage cart, and I pushed the wheelchair, and we went out into the April sun.