Pete Rowan followed him out. The moment the door shut behind them, he leaned against the wall with his arms folded. His expression had a mild, thoughtful concern.
It seemed that he was weighing whether a particular plant had a rotten root or just needed better drainage.
"Check her," Grayson said as if reading through the other's thoughts.
Pete Rowan straightened and fell into step beside him. "Physically?"
"Everything." Grayson's jaw worked once, twice.
"There must be something else going on. You can't change someone's appearance in just a matter of hours. Not to mention her breaking down—" He stopped himself from saying something harsher. "This isn't like her."
Pete Rowan nodded slowly. He might not have known Lilianna Gringer for as long as Grayson and Bryan had known her, but they had known each other for a long time, too. He also noticed the obvious changes, like Grayson.
"I agree," Pete Rowan said.
"But she had always been…" He searched for the word. "Reckless."
