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

Chapter 383: Another Extraction II

Not much has changed, Ewan thought, aware of his past rising to meet him. He couldn’t believe that he was returning into one of the dungeons he had sworn never to return to.

Life can be so messy, he mused, tapping the table where a rough map flickered on his tablet.

"Spider marked an old drainage path. If things go bad, that’s our exit. Tight fit, but manageable."

Hopefully that still was the same. And hopefully nothing would deter him from his mission tonight. Not the cries of helpless victims, and surely not the sight of Kael. Was the latter even at the location?

The five gathered closer, huddling around the makeshift table, to note the map, while the agents with them stayed ahead in seats, cocking and uncocking guns.

Athena leaned in, studying the map, ignoring Ewan’s contemplative eyes on her. Her brows furrowed. "And Lucas? You know he is injured... how do we get him out without him contracting infections... is the drainage system... where exactly..."

She paused, looked at Ewan, waiting for an answer, knowing they all understood her concerns.

"We’ll find a way, I will make sure of it. But it’s better we finish well, and follow through with the first plan... so everyone be alert and sensitive. Kendara and Lucas are at the Central block," Ewan pointed at a square complex on the map. "That’s where they’ll be held. Spider says he’s seen it, has gone in even to maintain a surveillance system, although he promises to destabilize that when we get there. But there are steel doors, and guards which are rotated every hour. We’ll need speed more than stealth. We need to be in and out in less than forty-five minutes. Thirty at most. So, we won’t clash with a stream of guards."

Sandro shifted uneasily, his voice soft. "And if it’s a trap? What if they know we are coming tonight? What if this is all a premeditated plan to get us all captive, a sure way to get the research, or rather stop the production of vaccines?"

Ewan’s gaze darkened. He looked at

is dying here tonight, neither are we leaving without Lucas and Kendra, so let’s all strap in, let’s buckle down

landed heavy, sinking into them like steel. Nods validated his words, even as everyone went around, sinking buds

listlessly. "Can

yes, more bags being opened, guns being cocked, masks getting suited

what Ewan has told you, but we have to be done with this

around them, steady and constant. The air inside the jet was cool, almost too clean, but in it also lingered the weight of

mission to be

in different ways—Athena’s sharp focus, Zane’s clenched fists, Sandro’s resolve, Aiden’s

their leader’s firm resolve, pushed their fear away,

leaf from Athena. Walking in fear wasn’t going to be needed if they needed to be in their

then Spider was gone, like he hadn’t detonated a

man." Ewan’s voice grew loud, commanding. "Let’s get to work. Brian,

the combat gear, the black and red—red coming from a scarf they tied to their arms, a color known to the gang—there were also tattoos needed to be drawn on certain areas of their body, including Ewan and his friends. They’d be wearing masks for the mission, but should things go south, they were counting

for precision, starting with his fellow