Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 160

So, I spilled the beans about my spat with Hogan to Wallis.

Honestly, I was pretty chill about how things have panned out, but one thing’d still got me on pins and needles.

Hogan was a smart cookie, and like he said, he’d got a zillion ways. to snag the deets on the party.

But once he dug up the dirt, was he gonna sniff out where

FreeMan’s at too?

After I filled her in, Wallis went into think mode. “The shindig’s at seven tomorrow night. I’ve been lurking in FreeMan’s fan group like there’s no tomorrow, totally blending in with the super fans. If all goes well, FreeMan’s gonna spill the beans on his travels tomorrow. We’ll follow the breadcrumbs and give it our all.”

Wallis‘ pep talk gave me a bit of peace of mind.

The next afternoon, Timothy showed up on cue at the hotel to whisk me away to the tailor.

He rolled up in a classic old–timer, decked out in a retro tunic suit, looking every bit the distinguished gent.

the twisty mountain roads, taking a scenic

super polite waiter came up to greet us. Timothy nonchalantly flicked the car keys his way and asked, “Everyone

the waiter replied with utmost respect, “Mr.

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waiting in the main

a look before leading me down the corridor.

ornate carvings and paintings, the whole yard

voices sweet and men’s laid–back. Even before laying eyes on them, I could

as Timothy and I stepped into the main hall,

group

suits, while the ladies were

And who’s this knockout? Haven’t seen her around

eyeing me up, not exactly playing

on it, will ya?” Timothy shot back with a serious glare, then introduced me to the crowd, “This is

someone

ushering me to the center seat,

cool, “You’re my senior, after all. They’re