It was kind of a brain twist to Trey that Landon went to continue his debriefing the day after he was discharged from the hospital the second time.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Trey asked early that morning.
“I’ll be fine. It mostly involves answering a ton of questions and a little typing. I’m not going to be running the four hundred meters. I don’t even have to drive. Martinez is picking me up.”
Trey had to smile about the 400m comment. That event had been one of Landon’s favorites in high school. The skinny little s**t couldn’t bench more than one-hundred pounds but he was fast. Trey’s thing had been lacrosse. “Do you need a ride back?”
“I’ll catch a cab.”
“It’s not really out of my way. Just tell me when to pick you up.”
“I’ll text you.”
Trey wasn’t betting Landon would a
