Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 379

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?"

Florence inhaled softly, slow and measured. "They won’t be. Let’s all stay positive. Besides, what would the idiots gain if they kill them? They would want them alive, so they can make a trade."

Athena released a short, hollow laugh. "They are crazy, these people. They might kill Kendra just for the fun of it. Do you know how many have died because of this virus already?"

"Athena." Old Mr. Thorne’s voice cut in, calm but firm, the kind of tone that carried command. A voice calling her to order, to quiet.

"Go upstairs and change. Ewan will be here soon with the children."

Her lips parted to argue, to say clothes were the least of her concerns, but the sternness in her grandfather’s eyes silenced her. She sighed, pushed herself to her feet, and moved toward the hallway.

Susan followed close behind.

"You were so wrapped in worry you didn’t answer my question. Should I call them?" she whispered, as if afraid her words would trigger Athena.

She followed Athena into the bedroom and shut the door. From the doorway she watched as her mother’s good friend walked to the wardrobe and pulled out the first thing her eyes landed on.

"Might take a while," Athena finally replied, tossing the swimsuit aside, cleaning her body with a flimsy cloth, and pulling on a pair of khaki-colored shorts. "Depends on if our old boss lets them use one of the agency’s private jets."

A black polo came next, sliding over her head. It hung long, nearly overshadowing the shorts.

"You’re right," Susan said slowly. "But what do you think they’re really after?"

"Did they know?" Susan asked as they walked into the hallway. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

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