Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1298

Tracey paused what she was doing and called Tarquin over.

"Have a seat, honey."

She poured two glasses of water-passing one to Tarquin and taking a sip from her own. Setting the pitcher down, she looked Tarquin dead in the eye from across the table.

"So, who are you trying to dig up info on?"

Tarquin's voice was calm, almost too calm. "The person who created this virus."

Her eyebrows shot up and she gave him a long, searching look before responding, her tone slower and more cautious.

"And what makes you think I know them?"

He didn't hesitate. "I can tell, Grandma. You weren't surprised by the virus. Not really. It was more like you recognized it."

Tracey had been shocked when she saw the virus, but not because she hadn't expected someone to develop it. No, the real shock was that she was already familiar with it. She'd seen it before, which meant she'd been involved with it somehow—and probably knew who was behind it.

She furrowed her brow, staring at Tarquin in silence for a moment, then took another sip of water, eyes never leaving his face.

"All right then, what do you know? Let's hear it from your side first."

bush. "From what I've got, the virus originated in Karl Town, Alerasia. There's an OE News Agency there-looks like an ordinary newspaper, but under

their research, but I'm

she leaned

it came from

percent, but it's highly likely. Our first identified case came straight out of that town. He grew up in Karl Town and told me the newspaper staff and even

pressed on, "Isn't that town mostly zhinorians? The paper, the whole

Karl Town's famous

in her mind. She slammed her

the table with a bang, making

"They think they

visibly

eyes narrowed as

they experimenting on zhinorians? Testing out viruses to

us?"

but didn't answer directly. Instead she

it

along. He came back from

happened to be out of town, in Oceanopolis with Elysia, so we never crossed paths. Still, my people