Chapter 1650
Stepping out of the lobby, Fitch lit another cigarette.
He didn''t usually smoke this much, but tonight he felt restless, like there was a storm brewing in his chest.
Once in his car, he gripped the steering wheel, and the sight of his fingertips reminded him of the sensation of identally
brushing against Zoey''s lips earlier. The memory of that warm, moist touch lingered.
He reached for a pack of wet wipes in the center console, considering wiping his fingers clean, but then he paused and dropped
the pack back down.
Right on cue, his phone buzzed with a call from Tyler.
"Scrap the ns, man. I''m not in the mood for drinks tonight. Heardn''s in some deep trouble."
"What kind of trouble?"
"| rang up Beck.n’s vanished, and Maja—she’s pregnant, right? She’s staying at the Sanders’ ce and resting up. Can you
believe those two still haven''t gotten their act together?"
Leaning back in the driver''s seat, Fitch contemted Tyler''s words. Even if Tyler said no drinks, he wasn''t keen on going back
inside.
"Tyler, how about we jet off to North America?”
Tyler squinted his eyes, skeptical. "You sure you can leave? Don''t the bigwigs keep a tight leash on you?"
The Haskins family was deeply entangled with the powers that be, making international travel a bureaucratic nightmare.
And withn''s recent wanted status, Fitch had narrowly avoided being cklisted himself.
n got amendation from Uncle Bernard. The warrant''s been lifted. | can go after him in broad daylight now, no problem."
Lately, Tyler was getting antsy, too. "Cool. When do we leave?"
“Let''s check out the flights for tonight."
"That soon? Fitch, who are you running from?"
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“Just need to clear my head."
Tyler was fiddling with his hair; the sash of his bathrobe came loose as a woman''s soft hands climbed up his back, encircling his
waist.
"Tyler, you''re leaving?"
Without a nce at her, Tyler casually tossed a credit card from his wallet.
The woman''s expression soured. "Did your little girlfriend check up on you? | heard you''ve been seeing, what''s her name? No
way, she''s not even hot. If Tyler liked her, she wouldn''t still be a nobody."
Tyler turned and gently tapped her cheek with his hand.
"You talk too much. And for the record, I''ve got plenty of girlfriends; | don''t know which one you''re referring to. Take the money
and get out."
The woman''s face flushed with embarrassment but she didn’t dare retort, just dressing herself silently.
Tyler resumed his conversation with Fitch.
Having overheard the exchange, Fitch couldn''t help but sneer.
“Sooner orter, you''ll end up dead in a woman''s bed."
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"Better to die in a woman''s bed than to y cat and mouse liken—or you, or Omar."
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Fitch fell silent, focusing instead on the uing flight schedules.
Maja woke to the sound of two familiar voices—Tyler and Fitch.
They were grilling Beck, trying to find out ifn had turned up yet.
Lately, she''d been sleeping a lot, waking only to ask the same question.
But time had passed, andn was still missing.
Haunted by nightmares, she''d dream of the earth splitting open and swallowingn whole.
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