"Let's go," Jordan said. "There's still a ton to do. Can't leave it all to Randy and Erica to figure out."
Debra shook her head. "Let them handle it while they're willing. I bet Randy ditches it in a few days."
"Ditches it?" Jordan frowned.
Marion chuckled, knowing Randy all too well.
Randy wasn't cut out to be a businessman. With no one else in the Osborne family, he had to take over Enoch's shares and lead. But over time, he would be tired of it.
In the end, it would fall to them.
"Let's hang out tonight," Jordan suggested. "I booked a private room. You know, after this, we'll go our separate ways."
They had teamed up to fight against the Illuminati. Now it was done, they would go back to their original lives.
Debra nodded. "Did you tell everyone?"
"Yup," Jordan said. "We've all been swamped with the Illuminati crap. Today's a rare breather for everyone."
He glanced at Marion. "I invited Juan too, out of courtesy. No clue if he'll show."
"He won't," Marion said flatly.
Debra blinked. "How do you know?"
"He's got no guts," Marion replied.
"Ow! Mercy," Jordan begged.
"You guys are early," Theda said, walking in with Robert. "Thought we'd be first."
They were running a new gig in Seamar City now. Going to parties wouldn't be a problem.
Robert glanced at Marion. "Drake's not here?"
"Should be soon," he replied.
Erica chimed in, "No idea what that guy's been up to. He leaves early in the morning and comes back late. Is he dating anyone?"
"Fat chance," Randy scoffed. "Who'd be blind enough to fall for him?"

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