Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Holden scrutinized the man, noting his strong accent and the smoothness of his explanation.

Had he made a mistake by suspecting the man?

Still, he felt that there was something amiss about the man.

As he contemplated, Holden’s attention was drawn to the stroller the man had been pushing.

A soft whimper echoed from it.

He quickly lifted the cover of the stroller.

To his surprise, a small dog stared up at him.

The dog barked, tail wagging enthusiastically, looking adorable.

“It’s my dog, Chocolate,” the middle-aged man said.

“I always take him with me when I travel.”

He retrieved his phone, scrolling eagerly through photos that revealed Chocolate’s adventures in different places.

A wave of disappointment washed over Holden.

He had misjudged this man; he was just a traveler.

disappointment, a knot of anxiety twisted

for Moss and still had no idea where he might be

the middle-aged man asked tentatively, “If everything’s okay,

“Sure,” Holden replied, nodding.

Holden’s bodyguards reached the presidential suite

into a laboratory, they

L A ‘s L

Holden

the suite, he was struck

lay scattered

also several scarves and outfits

Holden’s spine as he connected

the middle-aged

abruptly and asked the manager for the guest

“Mr.

list,” the manager said, offering it with

list quickly, his heart dropping when he realized the middle-aged man’s name was not on the

coursed

his bodyguards to track down

of the hotel, a thin smile

managed