Juan was never one to run from a fight. Yet Barton looked all serious.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask the police. Juan has fled. Mr. Andrew Potter has sent people to track him down. As long as he doesn't leave Seamar City, everything is still in control." "Honey, is the car here yet?" Marion limped into view behind her.

Barton fought back the urge to laugh and said, "Mr. Andrew Potter has instructed me to escort you both home."

"Oh, much appreciated," Marion replied, tossing his cane to Barton.

He grabbed Debra's arm and said, "Walking is hard for me. Be my crutch, honey."

She glanced at his hand. "Behave yourself. Don't make me slap you."

Knowing she was still mad at him, Marion turned back to Barton. "She's not in a great mood. Don't mention anything that'll upset her. Go bring the car around."

Once Barton left, Marion leaned heavily on Debra, his voice soft and dramatic. "I'm really too weak to walk."

Debra sighed and helped steady him. "Juan being picked up by his family doesn't add up. I scared Melody away last night. How could she head back and bail him out? And knowing Juan, he'd never just run away." "Uh, talking about your ex-husband in front of me. Aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?"

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