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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 952

At this moment, Tarquin was with the police chief, feeling a mix of exhaustion and victory. He hadn't slept all night, following leads left by Keith Garcia, and with the help of the police, they had managed to dismantle over twenty hideouts of a mysterious syndicate. They also arrested a dozen high-ranking officials involved in the scandal. It was a significant blow to the syndicate's operations domestically, severing their limbs, so to speak. The mysterious group would no longer have an easy time conducting their nefarious activities on home soil. For Tarquin, it felt like a personal vindication, and his mood was considerably lighter.

He was puzzled to hear that Evan had gone out late at night on a ghost-hunting expedition. "He said that?" Tarquin asked, incredulous.

"Yeah, straight from Evan's mouth."

"…Where's he going ghost hunting?"

"He didn't say. You know Evan, always the athlete; we couldn't stop him or keep up. We've lost track of him now."

Tarquin fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "I understand."

After hanging up, he tried calling Evan, but got no response. So, he called Elliot instead. Elliot didn't mention anything about ashes; he just told Tarquin to focus on his tasks and not to worry about Evan, suggesting that Evan just needed to blow off some steam.

But Tarquin couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. Evan was overly protective of his sister, Baby. Would he really leave her at home just because he was bored? And what ghosts could he possibly be after at this hour? Ghosts don't exist, after all.

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