That night as some of the Quinn's contacted their lawyers to find out how much money they could milk from Hades, the Raine's packed only what was most important and left the Quinn manor. Some of the servant's saw them leave spread the gossip, upon landing into Owen's ears, the assistant rushed to inform his boss who was in his bedroom, helping his wife dismantle some of the guns that she had kept away in her space.
At the same time, he was massaging ointment into his sore leg, doing it slowly.
"What is it, Owen? I said that no one should bother us tonight." The kids had already come up to say goodnight. He and Sunshine had eaten dinner from the bedroom. They were busy and didn't need more family drama.
Sunshine winced in disapproval as she took the ointment from him. "You have over strained this leg, and you are massaging it like it belongs to a baby. I will help you out."