Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1317

A day had passed before lan received the news

Fitch’s car had careened off a cliff, charred beyond recognition, with a body inside turned to ash currently unidentified.

When the phone rang, lan felt as if lightning had struck his mind

Tyler spoke rapidly on the other end

“It happened on the road to Crystalbrook Valley

Did he ever mention why he was heading to Crystalbrook Valley?

No

lans fist slammed into the wall beside him as he took a deep breath

Check who Fitch had been in contact with recently

I did Before he left, he’d only met with Phelps and one of his guys His guy was in the same car Right now, we don’t know if it’s Fitch or his guy who’s dead The body’s burnt to a crisp. We are still waiting on DNA results”

Tyler’s voice had an edge of panic to it

lans first impulse was to fly back home suspecting Fitch had been dragged down by something he’d set in motion

But after his forced departure from Windheim, all his IDs were restricted. His only option was to sneak back illegally.

Smuggling was a crime in itself

took another deep breath and reached out to his contacts back home to check on Fitchs situation.

the Haskins family

the final report, made the announcement

deceased is Mr. Haskins. My condolences

for a moment, then erupted into sobs.

to the floor in shock

taking a long while

humed to the break room to find Phelps, who had just finished a surgery

check again How could Fitch be dead? There’s got to be a mistake! Phelps, go check again!” Phelps, who had been operating

his silence conveying the inevitable–accept the reality.

It cant be

collapsing onto a

Fitch just die like that? There’s got to be a mistake lan has only been gone a few days, and

“Tyler

stopped him, his face a picture of

than you or I can handle if Fitch’s fate is tied to lan’s business,

another friend”

smoked tears streaming

control it all changed so suddenly, and

then with a look of resolve

his cigarette into the nearby trash bin and strode out the

stood quietly by the window listening to the cries of the Haskins

how did it all come to