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Tabitha's POV Joanna recounted what had happened this morning. "Come to think of it, John looked like he was trying to stay calm. Before we talked, he seemed to be tearing something apart." With that, she tipped over the trash can that hadn't been cleaned out yet. And something bright red stood out like a sore thumb. "What is this?" Joanna scrambled to piece that thing back together. "Oh no, it's the wedding invitation. John must have seen it. And he borrowed my phone before saying he was heading back to his room. Could it be that he was already in the hotel?" My heart sank. "When did it happen?" "About half an hour ago." "s**t, get the car ready! I'm heading over there right now! I have to stop Dad!" He hadn't been in touch with the outside world for over two years, so he had no i