Chapter 66

We both groaned. I wanted to tell him to ignore it, but that was something neither of us would do.

He scooped it up. “Mann.” He sat up abruptly. “What? … What? … Jesus Christ! Who—All right, we’ll be there in about half an hour.” He hung up and stared into my eyes. “That was the Arlington police. There was a disturbance at the Manor, and they went to check it out. The front door was closed but not locked, and they were able to get in. They found a body.”

Well, fuck a geezley goddamn!

Quinn rolled out of bed and strode into the master closet, where most of his clothes now hung across from mine.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pushed myself to my feet.

He came out with an armful of clothes, tossed me a pair of shorts, and dropped the rest of the clothes on the foot of the bed.