Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 67: Kidnapped

Athena swung the mall’s white polythene bag in her hand, containing her children’s favorite cereals, as she walked the remaining distance home.

The cab driver, whom she had patronized after shopping, had suddenly developed a fault with his car while on their journey; and because she felt the urge to walk, she had accepted his apology, refused the cash he handed her, and started walking home.

After all, there was nothing like an evening walk, to cool one’s head. And her head, for one, really needed cooling.

She had been recovering from Ewan’s visit when she had seen the news of the impending press conference.

Was that why he had left the press to tear his company apart? What was he going to say at the conference? She had wondered, after seeing the news.

Even now, the thought hasn’t left her mind.

Just then, she saw a crowd of people gathered around a famous restaurant.

What was going on?

She saw people taking pictures and cussed.

From the reactions of people around, she knew that someone might have been injured.

Shouldn’t they be calling 911?

Athena looked left and right, left again, before crossing the road to the crowd which was increasing by the passing second.

When she got there, she pushed her way through the crowd, until she was standing in front of the object of attention.

It took the rigorous years spent in training for her not to turn around, run to a corner, and vomit on the ground.

She could see and hear people doing the same.

The spectacle was a middle aged man, who from the whispers of people, was the chief waiter in the said restaurant.

He was completely naked from head to toe. His fingers have been cut off, and his face brutally squashed in as if pounded in with an iron pestle. His total features were disfigured.

His stomach was slit open too. Flies and maggots were already visiting.

that the body had been killed somewhere else and

make a statement?

She thought, noting the

she noticed

wanting to believe what she was seeing, yet needing to confirm, she stooped to the disbelief of people around her, to check out the

’Is she a cop?’

in the forensics

that was the only reason a beautiful woman wouldn’t be moved by

bothered. She checked the mark

them! She

her phone and snapped some pictures, which she sent to Aiden, and then

dead man in pity, and walked

she headed down the path to her house, she

thing. The gang was

as she looked at her phone beeping with

from

We haven’t seen their

victim is a head waiter at a popular restaurant.

in immediately. ’Should I

to respond when she clashed with an

dropped the phone inside her pocket, and her bags on the floor, and rushed to the woman, who had fallen with her

She apologized as she helped the woman, who kept grunting,

so sorry.." She continued, bending down again to pick

never got

pick the walking stick, the old woman deftly injected her neck

react, she felt a blow to her head,

job, Heronica...’ was the last thing she heard before she

chair. Her mouth was

material in her mouth and recoiled. It tasted of faeces and blood. She held back the nausea that pushed to

thought. She would worry about her

for her hand. It

felt parched, and

What time is