“Penn,” she said on a jetted exhale. “I know you don’t care for me, but I need you to trust me on this. It’s really important that I talk to Fontenot.”Penn’s face had turned red. “It’s not that I don’t like you, exactly, it’s just—”“I get it,” Reghan had said, holding up her splinted hand. “It probably won’t mean anything to you, but I am well aware of how badly I handled my exposé of Dev.”“That’s it? That’s your idea of a mea culpa? Oops, I could have handled it better?” She looked incredulous. “No. You hurt his reputation, you disrupted his life. His job and this center mean everything to him, and because of you he could have lost both. I truly don’t think you have any idea just what all you did to him.” She threw her hands up. “Okay, maybe I don’t like you a whole lot right now.” Penn’s cheeks were pinched, and she had tears in her eyes.“I swear, Penn, I’ll be back here at the center by tonight. Then if Dev insists, I can drive down to meet up with y’all tomorrow.
