Female Novel
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 accidentallybrushing 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 droppedthe pack back down.
Right on cue, his phone buzzed with a call from Tyler."Scrap the plans, man. I'm not in the mood for drinks tonight. Heard lan's in some deep trouble.""What kind of trouble?"
"| rang up Beck. lan’s vanished, and Maja—she’s pregnant, right? She’s staying at the Sanders’ place and resting up. Can youbelieve those two still haven't gotten their act together?"
Leaning back in the driver's seat, Fitch contemplated Tyler's words. Even if Tyler said no drinks, he wasn't keen on going backinside.
"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 with lan's recent wanted status, Fitch had narrowly avoided being blacklisted himself.
“lan got a commendation 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?"
Caught in his own evasion, Fitch felt a twinge of irritation.
“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 hiswaist.
"Tyler, you're leaving?"Without a glance 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? Noway, 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 moneyand 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 or later, you'll end up dead in a woman's bed."
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"Better to die in a woman's bed than to play cat and mouse like lan—or you, or Omar."Balancing the phone between his cheek and shoulder, he lit up a cigarette with both hands.
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Fitch fell silent, focusing instead on the upcoming flight schedules.
Maja woke to the sound of two familiar voices—Tyler and Fitch.novelbin
They were grilling Beck, trying to find out if lan had turned up yet.
Lately, she'd been sleeping a lot, waking only to ask the same question.
But time had passed, and lan was still missing.
Haunted by nightmares, she'd dream of the earth splitting open and swallowing lan whole.
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