“No, I’m leaving You’re staying here.”
She practically went limp. “Oh, sir, please… couldn’t I go with you?”
“No, you can’t go. But I’ll be back, no more than a day or two, if that. And I want you sane. You understand that. No freaking out.”
“Oh, I won’t!”
He searched her face, finding no crazy vibe in her expression. “Good. While I’m gone, you keep your cell phone with you 24 hours a day in case I call. I may not. But, day or night, if I need some explanation about your furtive internet activity I’ll want your straightforward answers without worrying about you being in a panic or doing something foolish. Can I count on that?”
“Yes, sir.”
“All right.” He seemed reasonable satisfied. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. And keep this in mind, if you don’t behave yourself, you won’t have to
