Quinn (The Waite Family) by Kathi S. Barton Page A

Keller, the first man she’d interviewed. He’d been both personable and very funny. He’d even asked her out, which she’d declined. She was cleaning up her desk when her phone rang. Groaning, she answered.
    “I don’t have time, nor the energy to talk to you, Mother. State your business so that I can say no and move on.” She wished everyday she had the strength to just have her number changed and not give it to her, but she couldn’t. “I was just going out the door.”
    “I wanted to talk to Cain, but he’s had me barred from his office. Jazzie won’t give me her number and I can’t find your other sisters to speak to them. I don’t like being treated this way by my own children, Quinn Susan.” Quinn was hurt that she’d been a last resort, but let it go. “I would like to meet you for dinner. You’ll have to pay, of course. Since that woman your brother has attached himself to killed my Roscoe, I have no income.”
    Quinn had had a shitty day and a really crappy week. She snapped. “First of all, her name is Alyssa and she’s his wife, not some woman. And she didn’t kill your Roscoe. He killed himself when he kidnapped me and was willing to kill me for money. Secondly, and most importantly, I’m sick and tired of you blaming every one of us for your problems. If Father left you broke, take it up with someone who might give a shit. I no longer do.”
    For as much as she wanted to slam the phone down, she gently laid it in the cradle. She sat back down at her desk and burst into tears. She was so sick of her mother and her ways. After ten minutes of feeling sorry for herself, she got up and closed down her office. It was Friday evening and she was going home to a nice comfy bed and her lists. Fuck ‘em all.

~Chapter 12~
     
    His plane was late. Drew hated commercial flying, but if he wanted to surprise his grandda on his birthday then he had to do it this way. He paced the lobby once again and then stopped when the little girl sitting next to him started crying. He guessed he should stop frowning too.
    He pulled out his phone for the hundredth time and looked at the number there. He’d had her number there for the five weeks he’d been gone, ready to dial, and he’d yet to do it. He put it back in his pocket.
    Grandda had been no help at all when it came to getting information about Quinn. He seemed to think she was working too hard, which was more than likely true. And that she was seeing someone. Drew wasn’t all that happy about that, but with being out of the country for all this time, there wasn’t a whole lot he could do about it. But he was back now and he did plan to say plenty to Miss Quinn Waite.
    His flight was called and he had only just sat down when his cell went off. He smiled when he saw who it was. He and Alyssa had planned this for an entire week and she was probably getting antsy because he was late.
    “You were supposed to land here over an hour ago. You know I hate this waiting crap. Where are you now anyway?”
    “I’m sitting on the plane now. We should be there in an hour. Why do they route you to Chicago then back to Columbus for anyway? Wouldn’t it be quicker to just go directly to Ohio?” He grinned when she growled at him. “Alyssa, are you frustrated with me?”
    “You know damn good and well I am. I want to be with Cain. He’s with Todd Whip tonight and I want that to go well for him and that kid.” She took a deep breath and he heard her let it out slowly, blowing off steam he was sure. “Do you know that she told Cain when she made the appointment at the clinic that she was coming in for a checkup? What on earth could she be up to?”
    Drew had heard about the woman from Alyssa all week. When Todd had suggested that this woman see a doctor to make sure she was all right, she’d made the appointment the next day. Cain and Cait were going to get her to confess. Drew didn’t like this, but he knew that with Cait in charge of the thing Cain would be well