Chapter 213: Failed Extraction

"What was that?" Athena asked, stupefied to a spot, her voice almost a whisper as she met Ewan’s gazee. His facial expression mirrored hers: shock.

Ewan was about to answer when another loud bang was heard. This time, it was followed by a rampage of sharp sounds that could only be attributed to large guns.

"The gang!" Athena whisper-yelled, her legs instantly operating on instinct and adrenaline. She ran quickly, followed closely by Ewan, down the winding corridor into the elevator.

"Can this go any faster?" She asked Ewan, impatience notable in her voice.

Ewan shook his head. This was the fastest speed of the elevator; any more speed, and the machine might malfunction. It didn’t take long, however, and they were down at the lobby.

When the door opened, Athena and Ewan rushed out, both surprised to see a combination of workers of the company and non-workers—mere pedestrians—huddling fearfully around in the office. It would mean that the gunshots were exploding right in front of the building.

"Why do you think they are here?" Ewan asked as he and Athena hurried to the front door.

"For Alfonso and Fiona."

The matter-of-factness in Athena’s tone was surprising to Ewan.

"You talk like you knew this would happen?"

Athena nodded, opening the door and subtly peering out. "I was aware. My earlier panic was just reflexes. I think their last attack against me left more traumatic remnants than I had thought."

Ewan nodded slowly. "That’s okay. You will be totally fine in some days. But how did you know they were coming today?"

However, Athena had already opened the door fully and walked outside, almost giving Ewan high blood pressure since the bullets were still flying around.

"Athena, wait!!!"

She crouched to the ground and moved fast to

remained of the gang. She smiled as

to do as the occasion demanded when a whiff of perfume crossed through her nostrils. There was only one person that had

you following me? I

followed her out because he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if

tired of the silence, gave another rasp knock on the door. Twice and once, then twice

thank God..." Florence said, before Old Mr. Thorne could say anything.

Ewan. She gave him a smile when he met

which had a large interior and was very spacious.

we had thought?" Athena started, reclining on the chair, aware

would do when he discovered that his plan had been foiled again. The

they had planned. Only that they hadn’t expected us to be aware of the plans..." He laughed

would be pissing in his pants now." He laughed again; this time around Athena and his

as he didn’t appreciate being left out of the loop, he knew the fault for that fell solely on

If Athena and her group hadn’t known about this,

he would have

didn’t know that. But he was sure there would

wired cottage, a fact only known to people

am a changed man

glances with Florence before looking out

of this, or rather they guessed it right to an extent because they didn’t speak on weighty matters, rather communicating through their phones. But

themselves? They didn’t suspect that

his head. "They couldn’t because they have been with their phones since the court case. Even when Fiona threw down her phone to obstruct evidence collection, she retrieved it later when she recognized that the phone hadn’t spoilt—considering the safeguard screen and pack used on the gadget. So, we didn’t touch

touch their phones, how did you then tap into their phones?

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