Chapter 254: Long Night XVIII
Athena watched, her eyes narrowed partly in suspicion and curiosity, as Zane and Sandro retold the events of a few hours ago.
They recounted their roles in the situation, the roles which she had been ignorant about, the parts of the play where they had conveniently left the group out , as if they had their own mission.
Wasn’t anyone else seeing the loopholes in their story? Why wasn’t anyone, including Aiden, asking the right questions? How could they open those secret doors just from reading an ancient text? It was crazier they had the same lies to tell as Ewan!
Listening to Sandro recount the number of gangsters that had come at them from the bushes, attempting to attack, made it clear that no matter what had happened in the past—no matter how much Ewan had messed up regarding her and the children—they remained fiercely loyal to him, more than ever.
She couldn’t help but wonder if there was something deeper tying their loyalty to him. What exactly was the history behind their friendship? What was the true story? How could they have defeated that number of people without the aid of the others?
Yes, she could that in the company of Aiden, but as much as she was aware, Zane and Sandro hadn’t been in the military. And neither had Ewan.
Athena deftly penned that query into her notepad; she would be doing her research today. Thankfully, she didn’t owe Ewan the same grace she had shown to Gianna or Aiden. She had no qualms about digging a little deeper into his past.
After all, hadn’t he done the same for her? Wasn’t that how he knew she had worked for the CIA? She wondered how much he had paid for such a thorough hacker. Or did Spider do him another favor?
Sneaking a glance at Ewan, she saw he was sitting comfortably on one of the sofas—he had moved after their earlier misunderstanding—right beside Old Mr. Thorne. His gaze was fixed solely on Sandro, who was suggesting they check through the rubbles of the burnt hideout, hoping to find more clues.
Athena shook her head before she could help it. "I doubt we will find anything," She began, crossing her legs on the bed. "Ewan and I had to scour through secret doors and rooms to get those loot, and that’s because he was adamant about leaving with them, not minding the issues that had nearly affected his health. And you just mentioned that despite the extra doors you and Zane opened, you found nothing—not even the boxes of drugs."
A pause.