Chapter 465

Evan and Tarquin simultaneously whipped their heads around, their expressions and movements perfectly in sync, eyes wide with caution.

Though father and son weren't in the same vehicle, they both sensed danger at the same moment.

In Evan's car, Elliot asked, "What's up, Evan?"

Evan frowned slightly and said, "Feels like someone's got their eyes on us."

"Who? Tarquin?"

feels like hostility in the air, probably not

"Should

by the time we head back. Don't worry, as long as I'm here,

around, glancing at Blossom who was still knocked out,

in a deep slumber, the driver handpicked by

before returning his gaze forward, "Let's just wake her up when we get to

also turned his attention back forward. He flicked his cigarette ash, lifting his fair hand to take another drag. He had a heavy smoking habit, having restrained himself in front of the kids all day, he

rearview mirror, "Something

well, but couldn't spot

on the Slaters! I was shocked when I peeked inside; it was more chaotic than a house party gone wrong! A house party leaves a mess, but it doesn't stink. The Slaters' place, on the other hand, smells like a

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