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

Chapter 251: Long Night XV

None of this makes sense. Athena mused as she went through the stacks of paper on Morgan’s desk.

All she could see, from the stacks of papers in the cupboards, on the library shelves, and now on the desk, were hotel bills, receipts for books, or home appliances bought. There was nothing relevant, not even a clue leading to the drugs, the guns, or even the political figure behind this mess.

Had this been a wasted effort? She wondered, sitting tiredly on the comfortable bed. Should they have waited?

She shook her head immediately. She didn’t think so. If she had waited even one more night, Susan would have been dead. That made all the efforts worth it.

Sighing wearily, she gave up on the stacks of useless papers and turned to Ewan. Since the search had started, she had been taking furtive glances at him, and so far he hadn’t opened any secret doors. Was it that there were none here?

She got to her feet in resignation, about to suggest they get out of here, when Ewan, squatting in the eastern corner of the room, exclaimed, "Aha!" right before a space in the wall caved open.

A safe space? Athena called it, feeling hope flicker in her chest. Maybe they would find something worthwhile!

Quickly, she covered the distance between herself and Ewan, squatting beside him when she reached the spot, smiling in satisfaction, unable to help it, when she saw another stash of papers nestled with some gold bars, a gun that had a government insignia, and a journal.

The journal didn’t surprise her; anyone who was a reader often developed the habit of writing as well. In this case, this was a huge advantage for her.

"Aren’t you going to empty the space?" She asked Ewan, noticing his inaction. "Are you sensing some booby trap?"

Ewan chuckled softly and shook his head. "Not at all. I just thought you would do the honors..."

pool of satisfaction

her tongue in distaste, to Ewan’s chagrin,

followed suit, a little grumpy, retrieving the

the president’s secret society was already nearby, and they didn’t

do you have there?" Ewan asked, dropping the papers that depicted some kind of transaction between Morgan and a

been sent to kill, along with the names of government officials who wanted them dead." Athena’s voice was tainted with awe and

opened slightly. "Really?" He asked, shifting closer to Athena so that he could glance

with the closeness, cleared her throat, stood up, and walked hastily to the desk. She splayed the book

curious about the journal. So he got to his feet and walked to the desk, peering

He muttered, recognizing the names of prominent men in

in case things go awry. He could literally survive on this. One name here would cost

Ewan asked after a few moments of

so many, and they weren’t even arranged in

book, smiling when she saw the year tagged to

exclaimed, pointing at the row titled

CIA?" Ewan pursed his lips in disbelief. "I thought you

out how Ewan knew she

happened? Did some case not go

only one who deserved this explanation was Susan, seeing as it was the

flooded her mind. The CIA? How could they? She had suspected it though, which was why she had resigned. Still, to