Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1371

That morning, Zane had just reached out to someone and told them to meet him in his hospital room. Axel got wind of it almost immediately.

Not wanting to spook anyone, they decided to lay low and wait. Only after the mysterious visitor left Zane's room did they dig in and start their investigation.

It didn't take long to find out: the hit on Tarquin had come from someone in Wayborn.

Wayborn was a semi-autonomous region on the edge of Mariana Land, just across the border from their own country. The place was a mess-full of scam call centers, black market organ dealers, and every kind of sleaze you could imagine.

Criminals flocked there. Human trafficking, drug smuggling, contract killings- Wayborn was a hellhole, no better than the infamous Ghost Towns you read about

in the papers.

Tarquin frowned. "So the guy's with the Bauer family?"

Axel nodded. "The guy calling the shots goes by Thunder on the streets. He mostly runs scams and organ deals—plus, he's got a hand in the sex trade."

“He's the one who had his eye on Winona. That's the only reason she got away with just a scratch and wasn't hurt worse."

"He's got ties with the Bauer family, but I can't say for sure if they're in on the hit. What I do know is Thunder's definitely involved."

The Bauer family was Wayborn's top dog, pretty much running the whole region. Every shady character in Wayborn owed them something.

If it was just Thunder causing trouble, they could handle it. But if the Bauers were involved...

Tarquin's face darkened.

better

didn't get the message, they'd just keep coming -thinking Tarquin was

get it. I'll handle it,"

this time," Axel shot

just for you. It's for me,

eyes burned with

knew Axel had been itching to get to Mariana Land. Axel had unfinished business there—a ghost from his past, and a grudge that ran

after revenge there was like walking into a lion's den holding a steak. The odds of making it out alive were next

"You"

my mind. Don't try

not asking for

just

content belongs to

cut him off

brow creased. "You

"Yeah."

"When do you leave?"

"Now."

your new ID and everything?" Tarquin

"Yeah."

lined up

"Yeah."