Bab 355: Chapter 355: Quentin

Thursday. Safe House, Roanoke, VA.

QUENTIN PEERED UP THE driveway in the early morning light. His eyes felt grainy,, and he was fairly certain he could sleep for a week after the night they'd had. While they hadn't seen another soul prowling around the house last night, it wasn't from a lack of looking. He'd paced the interior and walked the shadows over a dozen times.

It was the paranoia. It had gotten to him.

Somehow he'd convinced himself that if he stopped being vigilant for even the smallest moment, that would spell their death.

He couldn't allow that to happen.

A neon blue hatchback bumped down the road toward him.

This time Wesley had let them know he was on his way.

Quentin glanced over his shoulder at Candi.

She'd lasted until around three before she'd passed out on the sofa. He'd have preferred it if she were upstairs and more protected. However, he'd realized pretty fast after the attack that she wasn't going to leave his side unless he made her.