Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: Rain Of Bullets II

Everything became messy and chaotic afterwards. And everyone in the room dodged for cover behind whatever manner of shield they could lay their hands on.

There were shouts in the room, not of pain really, but from commands—Ewan’s men going further to act as shields for the Thorne couple, for Athena. But Athena’s mind was on the havoc being wrecked outside. Eric and Shawn. Were they dead? Had they been shot down?

Her heart beat escalated with a mixture of pain and anger. She couldn’t lose her friends. But she was helpless in the onslaught of bullets. She hadn’t budgeted that they would have company this morning. Who was feeding the enemy information? Who could be the betrayer within their ranks?

She gritted her teeth as she counted the names of the people she had trusted with information, people who were with her here. And yet, she couldn’t place the tag on any one of them. Maybe one of Ewan’s men?

With their location still being rocked with bullets, she turned to meet Ewan, only to see him talking into the phone. What now?

Ignoring the plea of the man guarding her, she hurried, making sure to keep herself low so as not to be hit by the flying bullets, toward his side.

"Who are you talking with?" Her voice came out sterner than she had anticipated, accusatory.

Ewan frowned. "What? You think I am the one giving away our location? Do you want to speak with Spider then?"

Athena swallowed the shame that enveloped her. But why was she ashamed?

Was it now a crime to suspect him? She wondered as she gestured for him to put the phone on loudspeaker. She didn’t think Spider knew her well enough to accept instructions from her. And why was Ewan calling Spider? Reinforcements? They would take so long to get here!

"Spider, you can continue speaking... what were you saying?"

Spider’s smooth voice sounded over the phone. "Our men were in position as we planned out. They should be fighting off the gang. Yes, they are... I just got a notification. I think they can keep the enemy busy, and away from the house."

Athena looked at Ewan with a stunned expression. Another backup? How many backups does this beautiful man plan and keep in position? She had never met anyone like him. If he had joined the CIA, she was sure he would have been a favorite to the higher-ups.

She was glad he was on her side. If not... her body shuddered unconsciously at the thought.

"You still have surveillance of the house, right?" Ewan was still speaking. "Now tell me the situation outside..."

A pause at the other end, making Athena’s spirits dim a little.

"Well, it’s a bloody massacre. Some of our men are dead. They, of course, were able to stand their ground and kill some of the gang members. The prisoners are injured; one looks dead. The CIA agents..."

Athena’s breath hitched at this point.

"I think they are alive. I’m not sure how long..."

Old Mr. Thorne, who had long informed his security detail to be here as soon as possible— even if it meant taking the helicopter— when the shootout began, sent out a second text. Hurry up!

They would be needed to help with the carriage of the prisoners to the black cells, and the tending of the agents. More hands would be needed here too, after the shootout was over, to do away with the dead bodies.

It was a good thing that this area was located in the middle of nowhere—he wouldn’t have to deal with the police. God knows he wasn’t in the mood to appease them with lofty words, threats, or bribes.

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