Lainey literally pounced on me, hugging me tight, the moment I walked in from my workout with Drystan.I glanced over her shoulder at my mom, who was skimming the paper while eating a late lunch at the island. She paused from taking a bite of her sandwich, brow raised as if to say, Why haven’t you told your best friend about last night yet? Instead, she said, “Lainey’s been here since noon, waiting for you.”“Are you okay?” Lainey searched my gaze.I exhaled a slow breath. “It’s not something I’ll ever forget, but working out helps with the stress of it all.”When I caught Mom’s nod of approval, I knew she felt better about letting me go this morning. She’d tried to stop me until I explained that I needed the exercise to work through things and to get rid of the grogginess from the PM medicine she’d given me. Before I left, I’d made her promise never to give me that medicine again.Mom lifted the paper. “There’s an article about Mr. Holtzman, Inara.”“What does it say?”
