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

Chapter 261: Searching For Clues II

"Are you sure you both are using your full strength?" Athena asked, hands on her hips, her voice tinged with frustration.

"You have been pushing that singular bag for more than five minutes..." She continued, cocking her head to the left, at ease even when Aiden turned to glare at her.

"Do you want to try? Maybe you’ll have a better chance than us?" Aiden shot back.

Athena’s scoff was the only response that a famished Aiden received. He scoffed in return and reverted to his work, digging his heels down and preparing to push again.

Behind them, Athena exhaled wearily. Tired of waiting on the sandbags, which seemed to drain her strength, she returned to the level ground, opting to give, from there, whatever help Ewan had in mind when he assigned her a role.

Ewan himself was dripping with sweat. At that moment, he wiped the perspiration from his forehead with a single hand swipe.

"Ewan, are you sure of this plan you have? If it doesn’t work, we’ll have been pushing for nothing..." There was a pause. "That thought is quite undesirable to swallow," Sandro whispered, flinging his hands repeatedly as if to cast away the tiredness besetting them.

"What do you want then? The bulldozing crew?"

"I think I would prefer that and the risks that come with it. Because what’s to say that we aren’t being watched now..." Zane piped in, wishing for something to lean against, eager to take a breather, as his lower back was killing him.

Ewan sighed tiredly, biting his lower lip. He hadn’t anticipated this task to be so daunting. What other sand had they added to the sandbag? It felt like metal!

"Let’s just give it a try once again. If it doesn’t work, then we’ll involve the bulldozing crew..." Aiden suggested, placing his hand on the offending sandbag.

Ewan gave him an appreciative nod before placing his hands on the sandbag as well.

"One, two, ready, go!"

They both pushed with all their might, their grunts and groans echoing even in the distance, muscles flexing and twitching. Luckily, as if fate saw that these two strong men had given all their strength, the bag caved in, rolling down to the side.

Shouts of "Yeah!" "Damn! Finally!!" and "Come on!!" filled the air.

When the chuckles and mutterings of relief died down, all attention turned to Ewan.

"So, what’s next?" Athena asked, her eyes trained on the now-empty space where the bag had been before.

and turned to

process why his friend would need that heavy tool. Did he want to smash

today was destined to be impossible. They might as well call in the bulldozing crew. Still, he turned to Athena and gestured for her

moment, sharing the same reservations as Sandro; but seeing Ewan’s determined face, she turned around and started making her way

slightly heavy. It was obvious to the

the hammer from Sandro, and turned to the empty spot, hoping all this stress was worth it—unless Athena might

he placed the sharpest edge of the hammer on a rough spot beside

his mind right before he lifted the hammer and struck the particular

them, just as a crack slithered across the surface. Ewan’s clamped lips stretched

"Everyone should get down."

each other, the men got down from the sandbags and took position beside

weak spot on that surface?" Athena asked, finally realizing what Ewan was doing as he struck the spot

works..." Aiden posited, folding his arms across

crumbling, sensing the sandbags leaning backward as if to crush into

muttered, looking at the spot where the cracks had descended lower toward the

about to hit it for the last time when he paused, considering his own safety. If all this was to plunge into the hole, then his life was at risk. The sandbags might crush him unless he

was to jump to the other side

established, he raised the hammer and

look back at whether the wall had crumbled. He landed on his crouched position on the ground, heaving

that?" Zane asked, incredulous, raising an eyebrow, darting

watching the gate and

needs one more strike," Athena wondered aloud, walking toward Ewan and deciding to pick

if the walls were

Sandro shouted,

relief, bowing his

She needed to get her

praised, tapping Ewan’s shoulder gently and helping him to his feet in the same

Ewan answered, shaking his legs. "But I will be

Zane. "Do you

nodded, producing several torchlights from the black backpack that

"Good, let’s go in."

light streaming in from the hole in