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a little fluff with her fingers.
    Rae wasn’t sure this was the best idea. But she had to do something. Anthony was going to be there in less than an hour. She led the way to the study, gave a quick knock, then stepped inside, Yana right behind her.
    “Dad, you remember Yana, right? From the hospital?”
    A flicker of pain crossed her father’s face at the word hospital, then he stood up, reached across his desk, and shook Yana’s hand. Actually shook her hand. He was such a dork sometimes. “Of course I remember,” he said. “I really appreciate what a friend you were to Rae in there,” he told Yana.
    “Now it’s me who needs a friend,” Yana said.
    “See, my father has this business dinner in New Orleans tonight, and he’s dragging me along. But I don’t want to sit in a hotel all by myself, so I came over here to beg you to let Rae come with us. We’ll be back tomorrow.”
    “I think that sounds wonderful. You’d like to go, wouldn’t you, Rae?” her father asked.
    Rae blinked. “Um, y-yeah, of course I want to go,” she stammered. She couldn’t believe he’d given permission so easily. Yana comes through again, she thought. What would I do without that girl? “Thanks so much, Mr. Voight. We have to get going right away,” Yana said.
    “I’ll just quickly pack some stuff,” Rae added. It wouldn’t look good if her dad knew she’d packed before Yana asked.
    “I’ll help you.” Yana pulled Rae out of the study, and they rushed down the hall to Rae’s room. Rae shut the door behind them. “Oh my God. You were brilliant.”
    Yana retied her shirt below her chest. “Of course I was.” She smiled at Rae. “Do you have any clothes I can borrow?”
    “Sure. Like what kind?” Rae asked.
    “New Orleans clothes, baby,” Yana answered.
    “You don’t think I’m staying home, do you?”
    “Stop here!” Yana ordered, giving Anthony a whack on the shoulder from the backseat. “We need snacks for the road.”
    He couldn’t believe this girl. She shouldn’t even be on this trip, and now she was trying to boss him around. “We don’t have time,” he told her.
    “Oh, come on. It’ll take two seconds,” Yana protested. “You want snacks, don’t you, Rae?”
    You better not say yes, Anthony thought. It’s your fault I have to deal with her.
    “Sure,” Rae answered. “Snacks would be good.”
    “Fine,” Anthony muttered. He pulled into the Quick Stop lot and snagged a space almost right in front of the door.
    “You guys wait here,” Yana told them. “I’ll get the stuff.”
    As soon as she’d gotten out of the car and slammed the door behind her, Anthony turned to Rae.
    “What is she doing here?”
    “She’s the one who convinced my dad to let me come,” Rae answered.
    “And?” Anthony said.
    “Look, she really helped me out when I was trying to get enough evidence to prove that David set the pipe bomb and not you,” Rae explained. “It’s a good thing she’s with us. You’ll see.”
    Anthony snorted. What other response was there? “At least she didn’t lie about only taking a minute,” he said, spotting Yana getting in line to pay.
    “Um, Anthony, she doesn’t know about the fingerprint thing, and I don’t want her to, okay?” Rae blurted out.
    “Oh, you mean it’s supposed to be a secret?”
    Anthony asked sarcastically. What did she think he was? An idiot? “I just thought since Yana and I are friends, you might assume she knew,” Rae answered. “And, um, I also wanted to tell you that you don’t have to worry about me accidentally getting your thoughts anymore.
    I bought this stuff called Mush. You put it on dogs’ paws when it’s hot or when it’s snowing, and-”
    “What are you talking about?” Anthony interrupted.
    “It’s basically wax,” Rae explained. “I put it on my fingers so I wouldn’t pick up anything.” She waved her fingers in front of his face. They looked a tiny bit shinier than usual, but that was it. “I’ll wipe it