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

Chapter 409: Two Teams II

Doctors’ new secret base. 7:30 p.m.

"It’s time. Let’s move in."

Aiden spoke in a low, commanding tone, content with the level of darkness that had finally swallowed the field.

The heavy silence of the night relieved him; there had been no occurrences, no surprises—the plan was going exactly as arranged. The doctors hadn’t left the house, not a single shadow had crossed the windows.

He gestured with his fingers—index and middle in a sharp up-and-down motion. Instantly, the agents flanking him responded like clockwork, crouching low as they darted forward in silence, their boots whispering against the damp grass as they slid into their designated positions.

His own heart beat in slow, deliberate thuds, a soldier’s rhythm. The stillness before the storm.

"Stay safe and don’t die on me..." he muttered under his breath, eyes cutting toward Susan as they advanced together, still crouched low, their backs bent like hunters stalking prey. The old model windows loomed not far ahead, and one wrong silhouette could give them away.

Susan snorted softly, but there was a smile tugging at her lips despite the tension. "I will be fine, old man. Athena wouldn’t have let me come if she didn’t think that. I am my mother’s daughter."

"Of course, you are, Susan. Of course you are. But... be careful..." Aiden’s voice softened briefly, almost fatherly, before the two of them peeled apart—one veering left, the other right—melting into the darkness.

Static whispered faintly in their earpieces as each agent reported in, their clipped voices confirming positions around the perimeter. Like shadows, they encircled the house. The ring was tight, unbroken.

Aiden, satisfied that every angle was covered, slipped a phone from his pocket and typed swiftly, thumbs steady despite the tension in his jaw. The text was short: "Are you in position?"

The reply came immediately. "Yes."

The truck. The contingency plan.

Athena’s foresight again. She had added the vehicle to the mission, insisting they needed it should a loud batch of drugs be found somewhere in the house.

She had prepared for every possibility, down to the tiniest detail, even having one of their trackers map the coordinates of the field inch by inch.

"Team A, stay in position. Team B, move in."

the rear of the building, guided her team into place, her gun raised, back pressed against the siding near the old back door. She was

to curl upward, hazing against the glass. In quick succession, they slid on another shade of masks, heavy filters tightening over their faces

"Move."

shoulders brushing as they swept into the living room. Their training showed in every controlled motion—eyes sharp, fingers

met them. The living room was

next

life—wardrobes half-open, a

It shouldn’t be so.

frown etched deep, pulling his mask off with a

out?" Susan demanded, scanning him. Unnerved by the lack of noise in her earpiece, she had advanced cautiously round the house until she found him standing in the field’s dim light. His expression alone told

Aiden’s answer was clipped, his lips

them. There is no way that is possible. Unless..." Her eyes widened suddenly,

raised a brow.

hidden pathway, just like there had been

running a gloved hand over his face. The frustration showed in the tight clench of his jaw. "Which means we have successfully managed to tip them off about our presence. Let’s hope their protectors won’t be here soon enough, and that we

gamble. "Brace up,"

more into the structure. The smoke

fast, with every shadow checked, every floorboard tapped. Yet still—nothing. No secret door.

Athena?" she whispered, panic threading her voice. Time was ticking, and with every second, the gang

confirmed the doctors still had

she thought bitterly. Who

"Commander! In here..."

urgent call cracked through their comms, snapping every head toward the child’s room—the one lined with storybooks, the one that could only belong

is it?" Aiden

a lever nestled discreetly behind the wardrobe. From the position of a cloth

had hidden it then? Someone was

hand reached slowly for the lever. With a

with

closer, eyes narrowing at the simmering

it?" Susan asked,