Quinn watched Minnesota march away from him and felt a surge of embarrassment. Not wanting her to show him up any further, he followed after her, scowling that she hadn't been afraid.
He was terrified. Used to his life, accustomed to it as much as it sucked, prepared for ordinary problems and worrying about where he'd get his next paycheck. The idea there was something bigger and scarier than what his experience taught him so far almost drove him to his knees in terror.
But the sight of that little slip of a girl marching with determination toward danger was just the kick in the ego he needed to push the fear aside and follow her.
He could hear the twins shuffling along beside him and felt oddly better he wasn't alone. He felt them leave him, heard their footfalls move off to his left w
