Chapter 17

I feigned exhaustion, telling them I’d rather crawl in the back of the van and pass out while they went into the pancake house Liddy had spotted up ahead. Ian pulled the van into the lot and they headed inside.

I did as I’d said, getting into the back after moving some of the luggage to one side to make room.

“Good thing I’m skinny,” Rob told me, appearing momentarily.

I snorted. “Good thing we both are. This is not exactly spacious sleeping quarters.”

“I’ll hang out on the ceiling.” Something he was quite capable of doing, though I’m not certain calling the top of the interior of a van a ceiling is the correct definition. But who cares.

“So now we know,” I said. “You can go anywhere you want to.”

“Seems like,” Rob replied. “It was rough going there for a while. I’m not certain I’d have made it without you and Duff helping.”

“That, my friend, is what we’re here for. It’s why the four of us make a good team.”

“If you say ‘One for all and all for one’,” he muttered.