Edgar''s face twisted like Randy had hit a nerve.


    Randy smirked, "Know your ce, Edgar. We''re being nice by chatting. Push us, and we''ll demand repayment. You''d be jumping off a building by noon."


    "Why are you rapping so much?" Erica sulked.


    Randy mimed zipping his lips.


    Debra turned to Ivan, who''d been hovering near the kitchen. "Escort Mr. Odom to the guest room upstairs. The one at the end. He prefers privacy."


    As Ivan approached, the bruises on his neck from Debra''s strike were still visible.


    Drake narrowed his eyes, figuring out her n to iste the two.


    Once they were gone, Debra tapped the table. "The ledger."


    Randy shrugged silently.


    Erica kicked his shin. "The ledger."


    "You told me to shut up."


    "Want another kick?"


    "It''s in your bag. You forgot."


    Erica blinked, then dug through her bag. "Got too intrigued by the story."


    She then ced the Osborne family''s ledger on the table.


    the


    Debrapared it to the Fraizer and Potter records. "Only the family left. We''ll grab it from hall tonight."


    She pushed the ledger back t Mo this safe. The house has a I review every ne


    ancestral hall tonight.


    mo the ledger back to Erica.


    when


    we get back."


    Erica nodded. "Won''t leave my sight."


    Gand fidgeted. "What about Edgar? Just leave him here?"


    Debra tilted her head. "Any problems?"


    He avoided her gaze. "Just saying. This ce is a hostel now. Everyone''s crashing here."


    He was worried that Edgar would spill about his past interrogation or Juan''s involvement. He wasn''t sure if Edgar had figured out Frederic''s identity. That was thest window for Juan to get close to Debra.


    Debra smiled, "Rx. Edgar is still useful."


    Gand squirmed under her gaze. ''Useful? The guy''s tapped out.''


    "Let''s go, Marion," Debra said.


    Marion hummed in consent and left with her.


    Drake cornered Gand. "Mr. Eaton, let''s chat."