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

Chapter 344: Mole?

"Everyone is clean?" Ewan addressed Sandro, who had just rejoined the group with Zane, both with palpable tension riding on their faces.

Ewan could understand why already. If the people were clean, it meant that the mole was within the group, the people known as family to each other. His prayers hadn’t been answered; things were about to get ugly.

"Yes. They are all clean. The prisoners too. I did a quick check on Connor also. Clean as ever," Sandro answered, his hand gripping the tracking tool tightly. "Maybe the traitor placed a call to whomever is behind this mess. Maybe there is no tracker at all?"

"Maybe..." Ewan concurred, more to himself, for his voice was barely a whisper. "But to be on the safe side, we will be checking everyone." A pause, where he lifted his head and stared at Sandro steely, pushing sadness and hope aside.

"Start with you and Zane."

Sandro hesitated only for a second, accepting the emotion—or rather, the no emotion he was seeing in Ewan’s eyes—understanding that this was necessary; also aware that the group was now the object of attention.

Everyone wanted to see the traitor, the one who had dared to sabotage their mission. Of course, he wasn’t the one, but in the world of games, even the most perfect can be framed.

Inhaling deeply, he gave Zane the tool. "Scan me." He said, biting his lower lip.

Zane exhaled loudly, nervously, and turned on the tool. Breath catching, he scanned Sandro’s body, back and front, twice to ensure accuracy, before he finally let out the held-in air.

"Clear," he exhaled in relief, catching Ewan’s almost non-existent sigh of relief. Zane’s relief, though, was short-lived as all eyes turned to him.

Without any words, without wasting time, he handed the tool to Sandro.

said, taking in

the result of his friend’s scan—as he checked Zane out. When

He asked, his voice

stepped forward. Both

now narrowed to just four people who could

Thorne offered himself next, his

Maybe the details were leaked through a message or something by one of the men. Perhaps Spider can check it out?" Aiden started after the last

that bland voice of his. "But still... let’s complete the scan. Sandro, check

reigned among the gathering, not a murmur

was highly disturbed. What was Ewan playing at? Did he think she was the mole? That was the most stupid

was okay with being searched, then he must be free. Unless... her eyes widened, mouth slightly open, as she

they had been tagged without knowing! That could be

too. We might have been

No way would there have been an

thought had been given shape by his friends, Sandro

it was forced on him, without his knowledge. But

to be scanned. Her mind’s wheels spun into

moment she had unknowingly accepted a tracker from the enemy? Feeling curious rather than fearful, she watched as Sandro started the scan

past her waist before the machine

her voice was steel; everyone could hear the rage, the anger