Chapter 262: Searching For Clues III

"Ewan, you are a genius!" Aiden screamed, laughing—his laughter a mixture of surprise, disbelief, and amazement—as he gently clasped Ewan on the shoulder, shaking him until Ewan laughed too, a beautiful husky sound filled with victory.

Sandro and Zane followed suit, clasping Ewan’s shoulders, relief pouring over them in waves.

"You did it, man!" Their voices echoed, their gazes focused on the new room before then.

However, Athena remained behind, her jaw slackened and eyes widened a fraction in shock. What just happened?

How was Ewan able to tell there was a door there? Her gaze fell on the wood he had utilized, and she shook her head in disbelief.

In a matter of days, Ewan had shown her that he was more than just a billionaire businessman; there was something else at play here—yes, successful businessmen were astute and sharp, but this... this was on a whole new level.

She pulled out her phone, opened the reminder app, and set one—she couldn’t forget to research Ewan and his friends. She needed to know their backgrounds on some matters.

That settled, she inhaled sharply and walked toward him, especially since he was looking at her with a strange expression. If she didn’t know better, she would think he was expectant of her praise.

"You did good," She muttered right before walking past him into the dim room.

Ewan smiled, a different smile than the one he had worn while opening the door—this one was a smile of sheer pleasure at being praised by someone special.

However, the glimmer of joy faded when he met Zane’s frown. Not wanting to be pegged as a lovesick idiot, he shrugged and walked into the room, remaining still until the walls closed back.

"There must be a switch somewhere; let’s locate it," He pointed out hastily, right before the walls closed completely, realizing that the dim light in the room had come from the previous space they had been in.

Luckily, Aiden managed to reach a switch just before they were plunged into darkness. Bright fluorescent light cocooned the room, illuminating the dark corners that had previously remained oblivious to the team.

"Wow, so this is it? We found it, guys..." Sandro muttered, pointing at the stack of boxes piled high to the sandy ceiling. The room was filled with boxes upon boxes.

To confirm their find, Aiden strolled over to the first stack of the large brown boxes and carefully carried one box down. The group joined him, brimming with anticipation, leaning in as he opened the box to reveal another inner box.

"Perhaps a protective casing..." He murmured, his voice hopeful, unwilling to entertain hopelessness now that they were at this stage of their search. They all gasped when they saw the contents of the box.

whispered, swallowing nervously as he pointed

of the group

with that? If so, then we have a huge problem on our

fact that this is not the only location where the

A pause.

should touch it, though. We don’t know how active it is." He added, seeing Aiden stretch his hand toward one of the

hand as if

is in those boxes then?" Athena finally broke the tension in her throat. As she spoke, the men turned in the direction she was pointing. Another stack

at each other and shrugged

boxes that were

side, aware of the others walking to meet him. "Hopefully, it’s not something that can

when he saw the same row of white bottles stacked within, but this

to find out..." She muttered, stretching her hand to pick one of the bottles, but Ewan pushed her

become contaminated. You are the doctor

up, and stretched her hand toward the bottle again, ignoring Ewan. But Ewan didn’t let her dismiss him so easily. He raised

knows what

turning to Athena to talk some sense into her. But

a few steps back as if she were wielding a

thought, watching Athena examine the bottle closely. What was

watching with her—that he could see a pinkish sediment at the bottom. He wasn’t sure what that meant, but from the relaxed lines on Athena’s face,

it? Nothing about the

is?" Aiden asked, interrupting Ewan’s

it is

in the room as the team looked at each

drug to make profits, right?" Zane chuckled dryly, shaking his

breath, returning the bottle to its stack and standing erect. "So, what do we do about this? We need a fast solution." She

suspected this earlier? Yet accepting it didn’t make it any easier. How could people mess with the lives

going on. The CIA usually knows about these things. But first, she needed confirmation on what went wrong with

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