Chapter 260: Searching For Clues
"How was the outing with Kathleen and Nathaniel? Were they much trouble? Any more threats?" Zane asked Ewan as he joined his friend and Sandro to look at the rubble left from the gang’s hideout after the strange fire incident.
At Zane’s question, Sandro, who had been ruminating on how they would make their way through the hubris in front of them, turned toward Ewan as well. "That’s true. How did that go?" He asked, seeing that Ewan wasn’t in a hurry to speak.
"It went as best as it could," Ewan finally replied after a few beats of silence, not taking his eyes away from the mess in front of him.
"When you say ’best,’ what do you mean?" Zane pressed on, stepping closer to him. "Are you getting tired of the kids already?"
Ewan chuckled. Tired? That was the most foolish feeling to have regarding his children. "Tired isn’t even in the equation, Zane. Are you sure you want my children and me to have a smooth relationship?"
Zane frowned, not understanding Ewan’s sarcasm. "You were being vague with your answers, so what did you expect? Of course, I have to assume the worst. The last time you spent time with them, they weren’t exactly excited."
Ewan shrugged. "Well, that’s in the past. If I should take a guess, I think I’m making progress."
"How so?" Sandro inquired, folding his arms across his chest and wishing that his friend’s guess was right on the mark.
"Well, we did have a very good time, like we had been doing this for quite a while—as if it wasn’t the first time. That’s apart from the first few minutes when they thought I had hurt their mother last night..." Ewan answered, pausing, his brows furrowing as he reflected on that matter for the umpteenth time.
When Gianna had barged into the living room with the twins and told him to take them for an outing, he had been shocked, to say the least. After all, he wasn’t supposed to see them again until the following month. But he had been glad to take them off her hands, especially seeing the distress on her face.
In the car, however, the twins had been tight-lipped, refusing to speak to him and refusing to answer his questions. He hadn’t bothered to move an inch away from the house until he figured out what exactly was going on.