"Do you think I should tell him everything?" Athena wiped her mouth elegantly with a serviette and dumped it on the empty plate before her.
She hadn't known how hungry she was until Aiden had served her a plate of spicy spaghetti with meatballs, gotten from a nearby restaurant. She had been awake for twenty-five minutes.
Beside her on the bed was Ewan, with an empty plate and a naked upper body. Kent had dressed his wounds too before leaving for his hospital.
"I don't know," Ewan replied after a slight hesitation. "He's a close family friend. I don't want my feelings around him to influence your decision." He turned to Aiden. "What do you think? You're a neutral person."
Aiden shrugged in response, drank from his beer can. "I think we should keep the core details between us. Just tell him to sack the twins. That would make them run, and make it easier to trace them and their stupid lab."
