Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

"Alright then," Debra said. "I'll leave Ivan with you for the night. I'll come pick him up tomorrow."

"Sure. Wait! What?" Randy snapped back in time.

His expression twisted in disbelief, and he protested, "That doesn't seem like a good idea. I mean, he's..."

He was afraid this spy might hurt them.

Debra reasoned, "That's why he needs to be kept close. Well, if it's inconvenient for you, you can drop him at the Potter Mansion. Andrew knows how to handle people like him."

"Sounds like a plan." Erica nodded, patting Randy on the shoulder. "Stop standing there like a statue. Get to work."

Randy scowled, muttering under his breath, "Why is it always me dealing with this stuff? Babysitting a teenager? Come on."

As Debra and Marion turned to leave, Ivan instinctively followed.

Randy called out, "Hey, wait up."

Ivan stopped in his tracks and turned back. "Mr. Osborne, is there something you need?"

"You're not leaving with them tonight. You're coming with us," Randy declared.

chimed in, "We'll be staying

mind raced. 'Is this Debra's arrangement? Has she let her guard down, or is

waved impatiently. "Hey,

Mrs. Houston's orders," Ivan replied, snapping back. "If she says I should stay at the Potter Mansion, then that's where

Erica gestured for him to follow. "Come along, then. When Debra remembers, she'll come

of staff quarters, and the environment's great. You'll like it

didn't reply. The Potter

security. Tonight,

was true.

in the car with her eyes closed.

you trust

parking the

net

"Still?"

"Still."

I supposed to get

"I'll help you out."

how do I

"I'll carry you."