Chapter 51

I exchanged glances with Quinn, who was smiling.

Bryan cocked his head, looking thoughtful. “Do you know something, Tony? This project almost sounds like a reworking of Twelfth Night, set in the present.”

“It had struck me as familiar. I think you’re right.”

“I’m always right, big brother.” Bryan smothered a yawn and glanced at the clock on the wall. “All this excitement. I think I’ll go to bed. Tony?”

“Are you saying the nap you had this afternoon was a waste of time?”

“No, I’d never say that.”

Tony flushed a little and cleared his throat. “Yes, well, it will be morning before we know it. Quinn, you won’t need to leave for the airport until some time after lunch. Why don’t you and Mark sleep in?

“That’s a good idea. I think we will. Good night. Pleasant dreams.”

“You too, Quinn, Mark. Good night.”

“’Night.” I waited until we were alone. “You think it’s a good idea for us to sleep in?”