I watched from the distance in the woods as Quinn stood in front of a man by a car at the road. The little girl from earlier was with the man and I assumed he was her father. They talked for a long time until the man pulled out a brown package out of his coat and handed it to Quinn. Accepting it, Quinn opened it and his eyes perked up. He nodded in satisfaction to the man and offered a handshake, which the latter accepted swiftly. The man hugged his daughter and led her to the car. With a final blink from the head lights as a goodbye, the...