"What''s the fuss?" Debra said.


    Drake hesitated. "I..."


    Outside, Erica and Randy shoved past Kale, ducking behind Marion. Kale initially tried to block them but retreated under Marion''s icy re. Inside, Drake noticed the door was slightly ajar. He scowled. "Hold on."


    Before Debra could react, he yanked the door open, exposing the three eavesdroppers.


    Debra raised an eyebrow. ''Really?''


    Erica cringed, looking at Randy. Randy pointed at Marion, and Marion blinked innocently.


    Debra smiled at them, mmed the door shut, and locked it.


    Randy gaped. "Did you hear that? She locked us out."


    Marion''s jaw tightened.


    "Let''s go." Erica dragged Randy down the hall.


    Inside the room, Debra muttered, "We''re alone now. Spit it out."


    Drake silently stared at her, and ted ufortably. "Do y


    s to say or not?" Conto Shet


    Drake awkwardly cleared his throat. "Do you know Fermin likes you?"


    Debra barely flinched. "Yeah. Why?"


    "You know?" Drake looked like his brain short-circuited.


    Debra shrugged. "Is there any problem?"


    "You know he''s sketchy, yet you keep him around?"


    "What''s the big deal?"


    Drake was lost for words. After a while, he managed, "You''re married."


    "Correct. Got a point?"


    Drake''s eye twitched, and Debra sighed, Did you drag me here just


    for


    "


    Drake stayed silent, but his expression told her the answer.


    "No way. Next time, save the drama. Everyone''s busy here." Debra rolled her eyes and turned to leave.


    Drake


    door, ready to say something,


    Tow immed a hand against t


    the door flew open. belongs