Debra forced herself to calm down, but her hands wouldn''t stop shaking. "What''s wrong?" Marion frowned, grabbing her hand to steady her.
Her breathing sped up, her heart pounding. "Quick... Call the Eatons."
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Before he could dial, Debra snatched it. "I''ll do it."
Erica patted her back. "Take it easy. What''s going on? Talk to us."
"No time." Debra''s face went pale.
She called three times, but no one was answering.
She looked up at Marion. "Get Fermin."
Erica and Randy were baffled. Fermin was their enemy.
"What''s up?" Erica pressed. "Why Fermin?"
Debra''s mind was a mess.
"I''ve been to that chocte shop before," she said. "Michael''s agent said he liked their stuff, so I grabbed a box for himst time I was overseas. Michael got beat up and jailed. Mr. Eaton Sr. bailed him out."
Her words were jumbled, but the trio pieced it together.
"You''re saying Michael is Illuminati?" Randy gaped. "No way. He''s been with us the whole time. Gotta be a mix-up, right?"
"I don''t know," Debra said. "I''m lost. But if Michael''s one of them, he''s after the Eaton family. I couldn''t figure out why the Illuminati turned on him, but if he''s one of them, it all clicks."
Bert was their only ally overseas. Knowing that, Michael had orchestrated a show to get close to Bert. What he was up to there was unknown, but it couldn''t be anything good.
Bert had saved Michael for her sake. If he got hurt because of it, she''d never forgive herself.
"We''re going overseas now," she said urgently.
"Alright," Marion agreed. "Don''t panic. I''ve got this."
Erica chimed in, "Yeah, chill out. Mr. Eaton Sr. is experienced. If something''s off, he''d catch it."
She nudged Randy, who jumped in, "Totally. Don''t stress. The Eaton family is huge. Michael couldn''t do much.
It could be the time difference that they didn''t answer the phone. I''ll send someone to check it out. Let my guys handle it."