me and my phone was dead, or needed to fax anything over for
me. I told him before I left.”
“Yeah.” Quinn smiled the smallest, guiltiest of smiles. “I
called him. I basically made him tell me. I told him he owed it
to me for the way he handled this case. I told him that I’d give
him a good review online if he told me.”
“And he agreed?”
“Yup.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
“I feel sad that Grampy picked him as his lawyer. I don’t
know if he’s normally this bad or if he’s just having an off
week.”
“An off couple of weeks technically, because he called me
last week and left a bunch of stuff out. Like how you were
supposed to be there to sign. I didn’t even know that until I got
here.”
“Maybe he was just trying to get you here.”
“Doubtful. I think he really did forget.”
Quinn rocked on her heels again. She stared over Dallas’
shoulder at the interior of the hotel room. “Can I come in?”
“Sure!” Dallas realized that sounded way too hopeful and
hasty, but she couldn’t take it back. Quinn stepped inside
anyway, hope and hastiness aside.
“This is alright,” Quinn said after Dallas closed the door.
“It’s pretty nice.”
“Um- I don’t have any drinks or anything. There’s tap
water. Or I could get tea or coffee from the front desk. I used
everything in the room.”
“It’s okay. I don’t need anything. Or maybe- water. Yeah.
Tap water is good.”