Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1842

To be precise, Rizzo was obsessing over the antidote in Tarquin's hands!

That day, after throwing him to the Bauer family, Tarquin just drove off without even mentioning the antidote.

At the time, Rizzo was in so much agonizing pain that he completely forgot about it!

When he finally remembered, he nearly scared himself to death!

He had seen local doctors, but none of them could identify the poison or predict how severe the consequences would be.

They merely advised him to find the antidote as quickly as possible.

Later, after uncovering Tarquin's true identity, he tried every possible method to contact him!

For the past two days, his mind had been entirely consumed by Tarquin and the antidote.

As desperate as Rizzo was, Tarquin was equally calm.

"I can give you the antidote, but you have to keep an eye on Warrick for me. I need to know his exact hideout."

He had spared Rizzo's life exactly for this purpose—to use him as a backup!

Once Axel's cover was blown, they had withdrawn all their own people, so they desperately needed a new informant.

Rizzo said, "Warrick is busy doing damage control right now. He hasn't gone into hiding yet. Finding him is easy."

As he spoke, Rizzo realized something. His eyes widened as he asked.

"You guys are coming to catch him again?!"

Tarquin didn't answer. Rizzo continued.

"I know you have money, but you're just a legitimate businessman. How do you plan to go up against Warrick?!"

"You've screwed him over so badly, he absolutely despises you right now. The only reason he hasn't come after you is because he's busy cleaning up the mess!"

"Once his hands are free, he's definitely going to retaliate! Instead of trying to hide, you actually want to come looking for him!"

"Have... have you lost your mind? Are you asking for a death wish?!"

Tarquin ignored the rant and simply said.

"If you agree, I'll give you the antidote. If you refuse, not only will I withhold the antidote, but I'll also tell Warrick that you sold him out."

"Simply put: either Warrick dies, or you die. Make your choice."

Rizzo was speechless.

Was that even a choice?

Every man for himself!

Rizzo reluctantly agreed. The moment he hung up, his subordinate ran over and said.

"Boss, something huge has happened!"

Rizzo was annoyed. "What now?"

"Lord Bauer has ordered everyone to prepare for battle! We're about to face a massive war, far more brutal than the last two waves!"

Rizzo was surprised. "Another fight? With who?"

"I heard it's the Zhinora police!"

Rizzo was skeptical. "Those drug enforcement guys again?"

His subordinate shook his head. "No, besides them, there are other armed police units. I heard they're sending a massive force! It's unprecedented!"

Rizzo was shocked. "Are they coming for Warrick?"

This time, his subordinate neither nodded nor shook his head.

"Supposedly, yes! Warrick provoked their drug enforcement division yesterday and completely infuriated them! But this time, they aren't just coming for Warrick; they're rounding up all the other fugitives too."

Rizzo frowned. "The government here isn't going to step in?"

His subordinate replied, "The other side is dead serious. Their military is massing at the border, using exercises as an excuse to pressure us. The government here wants to interfere, but they don't dare force the issue!"

Rizzo's eyes bulged. "They even mobilized the military?!"

"Yeah!"

Rizzo was stunned.

He finally understood where Tarquin got his confidence!

Rizzo swallowed hard and asked.

The scale of Zhinora's operation was massive—the kind of thing that only happened once in decades!

As long as he survived this disaster, he could still bounce back and thrive!

Catch him? Hmph, in their dreams!

...

By morning, the military and police forces were fully assembled, presenting an overwhelming presence!

Under pressure from all sides, the neighboring government agreed to allow Zhinora's cross-border law enforcement.

The moment the application was approved, Tarquin received the news.

He was at the hospital. Glancing at the deeply sleeping Axel, he instructed Lowell.

"When Elysia gets here later, don't tell her where I went."

Lowell frowned. "Tarquin, I..."

Tarquin cut him off.

"You can't go. Your job is to stay here and take care of Axel."

Although Lowell was trained in combat, his skills were about the same as Elliot's—barely enough for self-defense.

Against formidable enemies, he wouldn't even have the ability to protect himself.

Therefore, he absolutely wouldn't let Lowell participate in this operation!

Lowell felt stifled, but Tarquin reassured him.

"Hold back for now. Wait until I drag Warrick back here, then you can vent all your anger."

Lowell nodded in disappointed resignation. "Be careful!"

"I will!"

Taking the bodyguards he had arranged in advance, Tarquin left the hospital.

He didn't travel with the police. Instead, he took hidden routes and secretly infiltrated The Shan Territories.