Chapter 40

He shook his head.

“Right,” Charlie said, and took a swig of the beer. “Rehab, of course.”

Aaron wasn’t as constrained. He reached for one of the other bottles, and watched Quinn watch him drink. “So rehab was the real deal, huh?”

Quinn’s brows drew together, wrinkling his forehead. “Yeah.” And then, before Aaron could ask, he said, “It was for coke, mostly, but I also used crack when I couldn’t get my hands on any coke. It fucked me up for a while.”

Aaron raised his brows. “Past tense?”

Quinn shrugged. “I didn’t say I wasn’t still fucked up, just that now I’m fucked up and clean.”

Charlie picked at the label on her beer bottle and glared at Quinn. “So you want me to quit my job and just leave town? Like it’s all that easy?”

Quinn didn’t say anything.

Aaron sighed. “Listen, there’s nothing keeping me here. Maybe you and Lennox could come with me.” He saw Quinn’s shoulders slump a little as the tension left him. “We could go on a road trip or something.”