I took a quick shower and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. While I was getting changed, she’d apparently notified the gang about the situation. When we got to Sneaky’s bar, Spencer, Michael, Erik and Kent were seated in our usual booth in the back. Usually, the thought of a group interrogation would’ve filled me with dread, but after hiding away for a week I was glad to see them.
Normally we were a boisterous bunch, but tonight the table was somber. No one said a word for the first couple of minutes. Finally, Spencer broke the ice.
“I haven’t breathed a word about this to anyone, not even Michael. But, maybe you should... it might help to talk. And Kent is a doctor, he’s going to know more than we do about it.”
Sneaky had gotten us all a round. My stomach turned in on itself at t
