Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 704

The man was gasping for breath, terror etched across his face. Despite the chill of the season, he wore nothing but a pair of boxers, his body slick with sweat.

Sweat dripped into his eyes, stinging them, causing his eyelashes to tremble - a mix of discomfort and fear.

Tarquin lifted his hand and tore the duct tape from the man's mouth.

Immediately, the man begged for mercy. "Please, don't kill me! I'll tell you everything I know. No, wait - just kill me quickly, don't torture me, I... Ahhh!" His screams nearly blew the roof off the tin shack!

Outside, Axel and Lowell stood by the door, chatting casually as if oblivious to the horror unfolding inside.

Lowell asked, "How long has it been since Tarquin last visited?"

Axel paused, "Two years."

Lowell sighed, "Ms. Thorne was traumatized into unconsciousness. Tarquin's been beside himself with worry."

Axel, hands in his pockets, leaned against the door frame, gazing at the pitch-black ocean. He quietly listened to the howling wind and the screams from within, choosing not to respond.

Everyone has their limits, and ordinary folks' limits should never be tested, let alone Tarquin's.

was heartless; some folks just had the misfortune of living

like an eternity, the room fell silent, save for the man's whimpers and

and Tarquin emerged, his hands covered

squatting to wash his hands in the

handed him a clean towel to dry

room. The man was still tied to the bed, conscious but in too much pain

care. He turned his attention back to

wiped off, and lit a cigarette. He took

shook Lowell and

Lowell eagerly asked, "Who?!"

flicked the ash from his cigarette, "He

responsible for Tarquin's inner circle. A mole among them

"Any leads?"

shook his head, "He only knew there was a mole. Someone got wind of the fact that I

bodyguards with him, but today, feeling good, he'd given them the

immediately asked, "Could it have been

frowned, "Only our people would know Tarquin's