Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1291

Tarquin: "..."

Bernard strolled up to the rickety bridge like he'd done it a thousand times before, walking right along the chain without even grabbing the handrail. His hands were tucked behind his back, as if he didn't have a care in the world.

He didn't bother holding on himself, but he did toss Tarquin a warning.

"Better hang on, man. If you fall and break something, Elysia's gonna have a heart attack."

Tarquin accepted the advice, sounding a little humbled. "...Alright."

When they reached the other side, Bernard tapped his wristband, and the makeshift bridge started folding itself up with a soft whirr.

Tarquin asked, "Did Walter design this?"

"Yep. Walter used to be the chief engineer for the military—sharpest guy I know. He loves tinkering with this kind of stuff. If you can dream it up, he'll make it real."

Tarquin seized the opening.

"If Walter had such a sweet gig in the military, why fake his own death and go off the grid?"

Bernard just kept his hands behind his back, squinting at the horizon.

"That's his business, not mine. If you want to know, you should ask him yourself."

Tarquin shot back, "Alright, then why did you fake your own death and disappear?"

Calling you out, old man.

Bernard turned and gave him a long look. "Didn't I tell you already? Because of my brother."

must

at Tarquin for a while before saying,

whatever we're up

he started

more to the story-a bunch of big shots all faking their deaths and hiding out in the woods. What could

Bernard led the way to what looked like an ordinary cellar. He opened a hidden stone door,

were computers and even some old smartphones

picked up a phone. It powered

to ask when

your wristband. Yeah... all this is Howard's

the

while before finally getting it to

couldn't help but

just about retiring in peace, or was there something else

the thought for

almost instantly.

"It's me," Tarquin replied.

caught Axel off

"Yeah."

wasn't convinced, so they exchanged a quick code phrase before

the middle of nowhere. How are you even calling

was a man of few

"Get things

in a few days. Someone might

a close watch."

forget about anyone living up here, leave