Page 38 of Quarter Miles (Runaway 3)

My heart stopped. “What? Is everyone okay?”

“Oh, yes. Everyone is fine. Your dad is covering for you at the facility.”

I rolled my eyes. There was nothing to cover. None of the questions left unanswered had to be solved immediately. We hadn’t even started construction. Dad had just jumped at the chance to make some decisions without any interference.

Whatever. If I didn’t like something, I’d just change it later.

“Nice of him to do that,” I said. “What did you have to tell me?”

“That trip wasn’t for you, Cash.”

I blinked and stood tall. “What?”

“You should be at home.”

“Work will wait two weeks. Besides, it’s not like I’m a critical component.” Yet.

Kat had been onto something in the car. Something I never spoke about. Something I rarely mentally acknowledged.

For the past decade, since I’d graduated college, I’d been treated more like an employee at the Greer ranch than the owner I was.

The only consolation was that the family dynamics were hard for Easton too. Which was why I had been pissed when he’d gone ahead and bought property for the training facility without asking.

But what was I supposed to do? Fight with him about it? I was getting my dream job. Not in the way I’d wanted it, but once the expansion happened, did it matter?

“I’m not talking about work,” Grandma said. “That was Katherine’s trip to get away.”

“I wasn’t going to let her drive off alone. It was a dangerous idea from the beginning.”

She scoffed. “Katherine is tougher than any person I know.”

Grandma wasn’t wrong. “Then maybe I wanted a break too.”

“But it’s not about you.”

“Okay.” Where the hell was she going with this?

“You don’t get it.”

“Then explain it to me.”

She sighed. “Just don’t dictate how the trip is going to go.”

“I’m not.”

She scoffed again. “Yeah, right. I know you. You’ll play the big brother and suddenly Kat’s vacation will be yours.”

I was not her brother. I gritted my teeth together. “Anything else?”

“Just . . . give her the chance to explore. To think.”

“Think about what?” What the fuck was Grandma talking about?

“About the future.”

My heart stopped. Was this about Kat moving out? Had she already told Grandma? Or was there more?

I was missing something. A big something. But what?