Adam made a serious effort at thinking clearly. He didn’t like the idea of whatever Quinn wanted to talk about, because it had to be that night. But he liked even less walking into the man’s home with Amanda there. Quickly he said, “Why don’t I stay here until the tow arrives, and then give you a ride?”

He could drop Quinn off and be gone, catch the next boat. It would be too late to start home. He didn’t want to tackle a snowy pass at night when it was supposed to drop below freezing, but he could get an early start tomorrow, assuming the storm was done dropping snow on the mountains.

Quinn looked at him consideringly. Seemed to be weighing the options, although Adam didn’t see the problem.

“Or you could leave me your truck and ride home with Hayley,” Quinn suggested.

In the same car? With Amanda? No. No way. Even as distracted as she was right now, he didn’t think he could stomach being closed up in a vehicle with her.

“No, thanks,” he muttered.

“Don’t trust me with it?”

Startled, because that hadn’t even occurred to him, he shook his head. “Nothing to do with it.”

Quinn studied him a moment longer. And oddly, Adam was reminded of the intense gaze of his dog. But finally Quinn nodded.

“All right. But don’t be checking that ferry schedule just yet.”

Damn. Was the man a mind reader, or just that good at judging people?

If he was that good at judging people, he wouldn’t be bringing me to his home.

He watched Amanda and Hayley get in the Foxworth SUV. Cutter looked from it to Quinn. The man only nodded, but the dog trotted off to the back of the vehicle, where the hatch was lifting, obviously opened from the inside by Hayley.

“He understands a nod?” Adam asked.

“And a lot more,” Quinn said. “And you’ll likely have him to answer to if you try to escape, so I wouldn’t recommend it.”

Adam stared at him. “You’re going to sic your dog on me?”

“He’s not an attack dog, although he can do a credible imitation. He’ll just herd you where he wants you to go. And I won’t have to. He’s already decided.”

“Decided...?”

“That you need Foxworth help.”

Adam wasn’t sure what to say to that, because whatever Foxworth did, it wasn’t the kind of help that would fix him. So he said nothing.