Chapter 75

“Tam, I’ll show you all the places where you can get your mother and sisters designer shawls dirt cheap,” Sydney said.

Was that another dig? Quinn wondered. She didn’t seem to object to the expensive gift Tam gave her—an Alexis Bittar necklace with big celadon stones and a matching cuff bracelet. Quinn had to admit that it looked stunning on her white sheath. Now he sat in the front, chatting with Sumarti, as his mother monopolized her new best friend in the backseat.

“Excuse me,” Quinn said, bracing himself as Sumarti careened around one traffic circle after another, “but, Tam, this is the statue I told you about, the Figure of Youth. Doesn’t he look like Prometheus bringing fire to earth?”

Quinn could just imagine what Tam was really thinking about the rippling stud as he snapped a picture of him holding a disc aloft.

“I hope Quinnie hasn’t been boring you, Tam, with his passion for the classics,” Sydney said, smiling.