Chapter 213
- A smile spread across his cheeks. “Come on.”
- I followed him back up the driveway and into the foyer of the mansion. Quincy, his staff, and the models were mulling around, their voices quieting as we walked in.
- Quincy spun around, his lips dipping into a scowl. “What are we doing, Brady?” He tapped his watch. “You got me for one day. Time’s a ticking, buddy.”