Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre understood the jargon instantly.

The Dark Web was a shadowy underworld where anonymity was king. Identities were hidden behind layers of secrecy, making it nearly impossible for anyone to track you down, no matter how persistent. This place was a haven for the world's most sinister characters, including hitmen. Freelancers, however, like the guy Andre was talking to, had talent but stayed away from the bloody business of contract killing. They made their dirty money without getting their hands dirty. Betraying an employer here was a surefire way to invite retaliation from unseen forces.

"When did they contact you?" Andre asked.

"After that trending fiasco. No one could find a trace of you online. That night, the Walker family reached out to me privately, offering big money to dig into your family history."

"Do you know a guy named Tom?" Andre pressed further.

The man replied, "Heard of him, never met him. We only connect through secure channels. I've worked with the Walkers before, so they trust me. This time, they wanted me to find Tom here, but the guy's a ghost." A complicated expression crossed Andre's face. He was past the point of keeping secrets. "Take him to the hospital."

"Yes, sir."

Stepping outside, the cold wind began to wash away the stench of smoke and blood from his clothes.

Andre got into his car, handed off the wrap-up tasks to his team, and then detoured to a hotel halfway home.

After taking a shower at the hotel, with his hair still damp, Andre drove back home.

"Where have you been gallivanting, Andre? Getting all cleaned up before coming home, but still in the same clothes?" Jenny, his little spitfire, cradled their chubby baby at the doorway, her tone dripping with mock jealousy. Andre took the baby from her arms. "Had a smoke. Didn't want you or the baby to catch the smell, so I took a detour for a shower."

"And the business from this afternoon?"

"Handled."

"Did you catch the guy?"

"Yes."

"Did he talk?"

"Yes."

growing impatient, said, "Andre, do you have

Andre replied, "... Yes."

after, their harmonious marriage hit a playful rough patch as

Leo was sharing his day as a junior assistant with Anya, even showing her photos on his phone. "Here's Aunt Molly's wedding dress pics. I didn't want you to miss out, so

asked, "Then whose would you

ever the provocateur,

look at anyone's. Uncle Andre doesn't have wedding photos, and to get those, he'd have to pose for them with Aunt Jenny right

about to suggest

here," called the man from

Anya looked up as Uncle Chad cradled the little one at the top of

from that distance," Anya worried, hoping Chad

blinked rapidly, a sign of his guilt, before saying, "Oh, I'm on my

Anya in a whisper, "Don't worry, he

followed Andre to

Andre, who held the baby dressed in

Anya's hacker

up, "I

penetrating gaze

Leo admitted, "But Anya

said, "You and Anya are close. Through her, get in

can't handle yourself?"

remarkable gene, passed from aunt

and Leo spoke with unexpected boldness in his

"You want me to get

his head quickly, "No, sir. What do you need from

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Dark Web to locate their hidden accounts and find