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Chapter 10 Monday came and went. Brent and Quinn took Hardin’s advice and stayed home, recuperating. Quinn teased Brent about his sounding like he had a bad head cold. “And I will until Friday,” Brent grumbled, taking another of the antibiotic pills he’d picked up on the way home from the hospital. They had also filled the prescriptions for Quinn’s nausea and pain meds, but so far he hadn’t needed to use them. Hardin called them late in the afternoon with some news. “I have the latest update on Watson and the Holts. The judge denied bail for both men. Mrs. Holt, on the other hand, is out on a ten thousand dollar bond. Her parents paid it, through a bail bonds company.” “You have to be kidding.” “I’m afraid not. Her lawyer pled that she was coerced into going along with her husband. Her