Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 931

Keith took a bullet to the gut and hit the ground hard!

Tarquin's heart skipped a beat, his pupils narrowed in focus as he swiftly aimed at the sniper's position, firing three shots in rapid succession! The sniper tumbled down from his perch, lifeless on impact.

Tarquin rushed to Keith's side, blood had already soaked through Keith's shirt and was still seeping out.

In a frantic move, Tarquin stripped off his own shirt, trying to temporarily plug the wound to slow the bleeding.

Keith clasped his wrist, raising his other hand, weakly pointing in Baby's direction, his voice barely a whisper, "Forget about me! Take... take Baby and run, it's gonna blow! Go... take her... hurry..."

Tarquin's throat bobbed, emotions swirling in turmoil.

"It's not blowing up yet, Baby's already safe."

Keith looked puzzled.

Tarquin assured, "Baby is 100% safe, try not to talk, the medics are on their way, they'll be here any minute."

Tarquin pressed his shirt against Keith's wound and stood up to save Baby.

Keith let out a relieved sigh, his frail voice trailing after Tarquin,

"Don't let Baby open her eyes, don't let her see me bleeding, don't let her know I'm hurt. She'll be scared, it'll frighten her."

Tarquin's throat moved again, he nodded, "Yeah."

was

dirt, her hair

her eyes remained tightly

words, not opening them if he said

Tarquin dashed over, "Baby!"

recognized Tarquin's voice, "Mr.

"Yes! It's me!"

Knight, Mr. Knight, sob, Mr.

heart ached for her,

her, scooping

neck, her

bad guys, bad guys, sob

bad guys have

guys... were chased

"Yes."

Can I open my

downstairs, the first floor was in chaos, traces of a fight

lay in a pool of blood,

in his throat, "Keep them closed for a bit

downstairs wasn't something a child should

deeply sadden her. Baby, unaware of everything, obediently nodded, her eyes still closed,

daddy,

holding Baby, glanced at Keith with a