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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 441

The man in black smirked at the stunned Tarquin before swiftly disappearing into the hotel lobby.

Axel, quick on his feet, was about to give chase when Tarquin abruptly said, “Let him go!”

Axel skidded to a halt and turned back to Tarquin.

Lowell, fidgety and impatient, asked, “Tarquin, are we not going after him?”

Tarquin’s brows were furrowed, and his expression dark as he watched the direction the man in black had taken. He then turned and got into the car.

Axel and Lowell followed suit, with one taking the driver's seat and the other the passenger seat.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Lowell bombarded Tarquin with questions, “What’s going on, Tarquin? Why aren’t we chasing him? You seemed really worked up back there; what did he say to you? And, did you recognize him?”

All Lowell got in response was the crisp sound of a lighter.

Tarquin lit a cigarette, taking a drag with a heavy frown.

Seeing this, Lowell dared not push further.

It took the entirety of the cigarette for Tarquin to steady himself. As he lit another, he finally spoke, “We’re playing the long game here.”

“The long game?”

“Yeah.”

Lowell was confused again, “But who are we trying to catch? And if he’s the bait, shouldn’t we be tailing him? If we lose track of the bait, how are we supposed to catch anything?”

“I have a plan,” was all Tarquin said, then turned to Axel, “Head to Future Community.”

Without questioning, Axel started the car and drove towards Future Community.

Unable to hold back, Lowell asked, “What are we doing at Future Community now? Going to see Ms. Thorne’s son?”

Tarquin nodded, and Lowell continued, “Ms. Thorne doesn’t like it when you’re around her son. If you show up this late, won’t she be furious?”

Tarquin’s reply was cold, “Doesn’t matter.”

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