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Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 15

Summary for Chapter15: Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin)

Summary of Chapter15 from Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin)

Chapter15 marks a crucial moment in Free Collection’s Novel novel, Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin). This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

CH 15

Calvin

Wil picked him up from the airport two weeks later, and he got in the car and stared aimlessly out of the window. He’d stayed in Italy for a solid week. Rin had not been found at any of the hospitals, and those bodies left on the plane burned had to be DNA tested to find out who they all were. He wasn’t even her kin, so checking his against hers wasn’t going to help. She had no kin, and he’d never had her DNA tested, so not even that would help him.

He had to wait until there was a body found with no DNA match to anyone. They’d advised that she had not been in her seat, and she should have been if she’d been on the plane, that further investigation needed to be done, it was even possible that she’d not gotten on the flight at one of her layovers. They needed to look into that because, although she had checked into the plane in the US, they didn’t have her name on the current manifest.

To them, it actually looked as though she’d gotten off at one of her layovers and not gotten on this particular flight. Her luggage also couldn’t be found. She just wasn’t there, but they would DNA test every deceased and unrecognisable body and anything that came up as unknown or there was no match that was female and fit

the description they had been given by him, they would call him.

He’d been too impatient for them to start their investigation into those that had not gotten on flights or missed their layovers and would be on another flight. After leaving Italy, he had got to Frankfurt to see if she’d gotten off that connecting flight and maybe not gotten on the one to Italy. As her registered next of kin and that flight having crash–landed.

Along with who he actually was, he was able to get some strings pulled, and the manifest was checked. She’d never even checked in for the flight, hadn’t gotten on her layover in Toronto, Canada. Which meant that she was not on that flight that had crash–landed in Rome. He’d damned near sagged to the ground in relief with that news, and the woman helping him look,into it had smiled at him, and his utter relief, had told him she’d call Rome herself and let them know to stop looking for her. He’d nodded, an she’d even offered to book him onto a flight to Toronto, Canada herself, it was his next destination. He’a naken his head. He didn’t need that but had called his pilot to chart his/next flight.

He knew she’d been checked onto that flight in Huston, had seen her go to ticketing, and move off to customs. She’d checked in at the gate of her original flight, but that was all the information those in Rome had. He arrived in Canada and spoke to people about her flight from Huston, only to find that though she had checked into the flight, she’d not boarded the layover, but she’d also never left the airport, but hadn’t gone through customs, so had to have gotten on another flight.

That search had turned up nothing. The woman had just vanished. It took three days for the airport to be able to contact all those that worked on the flight and speak to them about her, to find out she’d not actually been on her flight to Canada.

She’d checked in but not gotten on it, had been reported to have had a panic attack at the plane’s gate and though her ticket had been passed over and scanned for the flight to register her, she’d dashed off to the bathroom. Something about claustrophobia, he’d nodded and stated she did have that. But though they’d called her, she’d never come back and boarded the flight.

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She’d never left Huston at all, and now here he was finally back in Huston and had just spent the past four hours with the airport security going through footage. Getting access to that was easy due to that they all knew who he was here in Huston. It was his hometown, his domain, and with the circumstances of her being missing, and he’d not announced their divorce.

He just stated ‘my wife is missing‘, and all her tickets were booked under Marrin Reeves, so it was fine. They were combing through the footage of the day she’d supposedly left on her trip. He got to see her run from the gate to the bathroom and sighed. It took her nearly 20 minutes to come out of that bathroom, to calm down from just the sight of the gangway, and she’d not gone back to the flight. Just left the airport. Gotten in a cab and driven away.

His flight had already been up in the air, had left two hours prior to hers. If he’d not taken his private Jet; had flown with an airline, he’d likely have been in the airport to hear her name being called over the PA system to know she wasn’t on the flight. But he’d had to leave quickly to get to Rome before she did, had a single stop for refuelling, and he’d had to make sure it wasn’t at any of her layovers, so she wouldn’t see him at all.

Now he was home, and she was here somewhere. She had never left the country. He could only hope she’d returned to Cliffside or maybe gone to his apartment wanting to talk to him. He’d seen how upset she’d been. Maybe she had just decided to really have it out with him, only he’d not turned up.

“I’m sorry Calvin.” Wil murmured.

“She’s not dead,” he stated.

“Come on Calvin, it was all over the news, that crash got caught on footage by many people.”

“She never got on the flight to Toronto. I’ve been all over the world tracking her. She wasn’t on the flight to Rome,” he muttered. “She never even got on the flight here. Couldn’t her claustrophobia got the better of her.” he sighed. “I’ve been with security all day. She left this airport hours later in a cab.”

so little?

“Yes, all over the news,” Wil murmured. “It was worldwide news, it’s not often you see a plane crash and go up in flames like that.”

“She hasn’t even called me,” he murmured, and I’ve called her a million times and get the same thing. The number you have called has been disconnected, please check the number and dial again. I can’t even leave a voice message.

“She’s not called me or Anabell,” Wil sighed heavily, “I told you this was not the right way, asked you a hundred times to change your plans, that one way ticket.” The man muttered Made her believe you were

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