Chapter 33

“Nothing. It’s in for an oil change and a tune-up.”

“Didn’t you just have that done? Damned imports. Okay, I’ll pick you up—when?”

“About four thirty?”

“Good. That should get us home in time for me to make something…special for dinner.”

“Whatever you’ll be making, you’ll have to make sure it’s enough for four.”

“I know. Your mother told me we’d be having a guest.” He sneered the word. “I don’t know how you can trust that man, Quinn.”

“He saved my life, Gregor.”

“So buy him something as a token of your gratitude.”

“I think I owe him something more than monetary remuneration, don’t you?”

“Maybe, but I just hope you don’t give him your heart.”

“What?”

“Shit. Pretend you didn’t hear me say something so stupid. I’ll see you at four thirty, Quinn.” He hung up.