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

Chapter 379: More Worries V

"How long before they get to Montana?" Susan inquired about twenty minutes later, now seated on the armchair beside the sofa where Old Mr. Thorne sat with his wife.

In the next chair was Aiden, typing furiously on his phone. Athena hoped he was communicating with either Shawn or Eric; she hadn’t heard from them since the last call. Neither had she heard from Ewan and her kids.

Her heart sank into her stomach as a dark thought flashed through her mind—what if her enemies’ plans included them? What if they had been hijacked on the road?

She shook her head hard. No. The Thornes’ security was tight, professional. She didn’t think her enemies would be that reckless, that dense.

Still, they had obviously reached out to Lucas and his family. Lucas had no real protection though, not the way the Thornes did. Not really...

But how could she have known the criminals had marked them? That the sponsors of the Grey Virus—the ones behind the evil—would choose to use Lucas and Kendra as bait?

A hissed curse broke from her lips as her hand stamped against her thigh. She was still in a swimsuit, her skin sticky with chlorine from earlier.

"Athena..." Florence’s voice cut into her spiraling thoughts.

She met her grandmother’s gaze, calm when it should not have been calm, steady when worry should have darkened it.

"We will get through this," Florence said, voice carrying quiet conviction. "We always have."

"What if they’re dead before Eric gets to them?"

Besides, what would the idiots gain if they

released a short, hollow laugh. "They are crazy, these people. They might kill Kendra just for the fun of

calm but firm, the kind of tone that carried command. A voice calling

change. Ewan will be here

but the sternness in her

Susan followed close behind.

my question. Should I

doorway she watched as her mother’s good friend walked to the wardrobe and

pulling on a pair of khaki-colored shorts. "Depends on if our old boss lets

came next, sliding over her

"But what do you think they’re really

distractedly through her damp hair. "The same thing they’ve always been after. My research.

frowned, lips pressing tight. Didn’t

I let them have it, more people will die..." Athena bit her lip, a beat of silence

snapped toward Susan. "Have you briefed your boss and the agents,

we’ll even need my team. Still, our private plane is ready, just in case

exhaled loudly, smoothing nonexistent creases from her shirt before

Susan asked as

no specification, but Athena knew what she meant. The sad,

found out later." Athena didn’t elaborate further—that they had

conversation with Old Mr. Thorne, discussing the possibility of going to Montana. When they noticed her, both