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?"

Just feels like hostility in the

brows, "Should

need. Might just be my imagination. Plus, if someone really is watching us, they'd be gone by the time we head back. Don't worry, as long as I'm

around, glancing at Blossom who was still knocked out, and

in a deep slumber, the driver handpicked by Tarquin at

"Let's just wake her up when we get to the neighborhood

drag. He had a heavy smoking habit, having restrained himself in front of the kids

driving, glancing at him through the rearview mirror, "Something wrong, Tarquin?

the hostility from behind as well, but couldn't spot any suspicious figures,

or crippled, not walking out of the Slaters' place unharmed! And look at them, they totally turned the tables 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 barnyard, full of chicken, duck, goose, and pig droppings. It's a

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