Ivan grew anxious at the news.

Debra took Marion's hand and said, "Let's go upstairs and order some takeout."

"Sure." Marion followed her obediently.

Garland thought Debra was exaggerating, but when he took a bite, a foul, fishy taste instantly filled his mouth. He could feel the fish scales dancing on his tongue.

"Actually, this is quite... gag... good. Keep it up... gag. I need to go upstairs for a second." He covered his mouth and rushed upstairs.

The food looked good but tasted awful. Debra's earlier comments were actually mild.

"Wait." Liza dropped her fork and chased after him.

With a poker face, Ivan walked over to the dishes he had prepared and dumped them into the trash.

time left for him was limited. He needed to

invitation arrived at the

who glanced at it briefly. "They think I'll go to every

this invitation isn't for you," Kale

at the invitation more closely. It was

it aside. "Why am I getting Debra's invitations?

related to Mrs. Houston should be

dinner party? It's obviously a setup, and Debra won't go anyway. Just give it to her. I

Kale left

the guest room, Debra looked at the invitation. "I'll

"Staying indoors is boring. This will be

on the bed, Marion replied, "Sure, go

a word. 'Any fool can see this party is dangerous. If she gets herself killed, Mr.

and added, "Did you tell

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