Chapter 82

Plenty of people had suffered under that crowd before. They were basically local thugs. And since the police really did find illegal things on them, the news exploded. There was no way to contain it. Melanie came out late and saw Derrick standing under the eaves. "Mr. Quinton, thank you." Derrick hadn't gone into the bar. The dim lights outside cast uneven shadows across his face, making his sharp features look sinister. "I wasn't helping you. I just didn't want Shawn dragging down the Quinton family's name." Owen thought with a shake of his head, "Would it kill you to say something nice for once? You're always so damn stubborn. Once she's gone, you'll be losing your mind." Melanie pushed his wheelchair forward and remarked, "It seemed like things got a little out of hand tonight." Derrick simply said, "A small punishment, a big warning." "With them getting arrested, I'm afraid later on things might…" She sounded uneasy. "They were arrested by the police. What's it got to do