Chapter 61: Nolan

Saturday. Private Jet.

NOLAN RELEASED THE CATCH on his seatbelt and stretched.

"You want to get in on a game of cards?" Vaughn had a deck out and shuffling on the four-person table already.

Brenden unfolded his arms and placed one on the table. It was likely all he'd say, but he was in.

"I'm in," Riley said.

"Your wife lets you?" Nolan said before he could think better of the question.

"At least I've got a woman." Riley grinned and braced his forearms on the table.

Nolan's mind brought up an image of Yvonne smiling at him. But she wasn't his.

"When are you two getting hitched?" Vaughn cut the deck, still shuffling.

Riley shrugged. "We aren't. At least, not yet."

"Bet that drives your mothers crazy."

"That's half the fun of it."

Vaughn turned his head and looked at Nolan. "In or out?"