Chapter 301: Visiting A Witch

Do you want to see her?

Athena held back a scoff. Wasn’t that the main reason why she had asked in the first place? To see the woman who thought herself worthy to dabble with one’s life.

Ever since Ewan had taken Fiona to the psychiatric hospital, Athena had been, to an extent, curious about the state of her once nemesis.

There was a time she had conveyed her misgivings about the arrangement to old Mr. Thorne, but the old man had told her to trust Ewan in that aspect, that he knew what he was doing.

She had let it go, but now, seeing that they needed all the info they could get on Morgan, who better to query than Fiona? And why would she pass up the opportunity to see the latter and her recent condition?

"Athena, it’s okay if you don’t want to see her. I know how traumatic..."

Athena laughed before she could help it. Traumatic? Oh please... it wasn’t Fiona who was behind her trauma or nightmares. The witch didn’t hold that much importance.

"Ewan, of course, I want to see her. I want to know if the doctors are treating her properly."

Ewan chuckled lightly and faced the road. Why had he thought that she would say no? This woman beside him wasn’t the same as the one who had clung to him during their marriage when the rainfall came with thunder and lightning.

A couple of minutes later, as the sun finally set and the moon and stars peeked in the sky, Ewan parked in front of Connor’s place.

"We are here," He announced to Athena, who was looking around their surroundings with furrowed brows.

"Where is this place? I don’t think I have heard of this place before. And where is the name of the clinic?"

Ewan laughed, opening the door. "Did you really think that I had taken her to a clinic?"

Athena smiled, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "If you didn’t take her to the clinic, where then did you take her?"

"Well, come and see." He stepped out of the car, and Athena followed suit, curiosity pushing her to bounce as she walked, to the amusement of Ewan.

Was she that keen? Well, he was keen to see how far Connor had gone.

"Are you sure you’re ready for this? Connor can be quite barbaric..." He paused, shrugging. "Well, I told him to be. So, are you keen on this?"

Athena nodded with a smile. Did Ewan think she was a Barbie princess? She had seen too much while on the field; she didn’t think anything would make her jittery now.

Shewaswrong.

stench of blood. It

Athena scrunching her nose at intervals as she glanced

from the staircase, wiping his hands with an off-white handkerchief, he knew his earlier premonition

latter

"Boss, good afternoon."

her brows furrowing further when she saw the tall

Connor? She wondered, taking note of his crisp white shirt, carton brown slacks,

was really

of thought stopped, however, when she sighted the red rag in

doing an operation?

meet Connor. Connor,

hand to shake the man who somehow managed to look innocent despite his

his head still bowed. "My hands are stained with dirt; if

Athena’s lips before she could

patient of yours..." Athena spoke, causing Connor to

Isthatagoodidea? His almost

in response. "Take us to

mistress handle the sight? She seemed too... posh

can take it. She is stronger than she looks," Ewan stated confidently, reading

Athena,

the sight in room 704, where Fiona, or someone who looked like

She asked, her voice barely above a

could have prepared Athena for the sight

urine, even feces. Flies buzzed around her in the poorly lit room, while cockroaches and other critters scurried around her, making

close to what Athena could see was the toilet if the

Fiona again. The latter was in a bare hospital

she have cancer?"

having heard the voice of the woman who

Athena gasped in disbelief.

burned by heat if the lacerations she saw there were any

like the witch she was—a zombie at most. She was so thin that Athena could see her bones poking out. Her white teeth were now discolored—could be seen because she flashed a

asked, her voice

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