“Send him in for me?” Alex asked as we all started to drift out. “We’re leaving Lev right outside,” Michael called out. “Why?” Alex inquired. “Am I in danger?” “He’s a . . .” I drifted off, searching for the words. “A chaperone, actually.” “Huh?” “Night!” we singsonged, not bothering to explain. We’d leave that for Aydin.
