Chapter 7The party began to break up after that.
Quinton’s cell phone rang, and he glanced apologetically at Portia. “Sorry, Mother.” He left the room to take the call.
She sighed and shook her head. “He’s gotten so involved with the Company. I wish he had more of a life outside it.”
“Hasn’t he been seeing—what was her name? The brunette doctor who was working at the U. of Maryland Medical Center?”
“Tory Forrester? From what he said, they played phone tag for a while but finally gave it up. They were both too busy, and when he returned from a mission in Europe, he started seeing Susan Burkhart.” Portia didn’t seem too enthused.
“The name sounds familiar. Should I know it?” Tony asked.
“Possibly. She works at Justice,” I told him.
“Ah.” He shook his head.
“Quinton seems to have no d
