"What if she betrays us? What if she tells the twins about us? What if she tips them off? What if…" Athena's voice cracked, her words tumbling out in restless waves.
Ewan placed calming hands on Athena's shoulders, steady but firm, pushing her gently until she dumped her buttocks on her seat with a huff.
They were in her office, and she was getting flustered, restless, with the mic being silent, with not hearing Ciara talk to the twins yet. Hadn't she gotten to them yet? What was the hold-up?
"Athena… stop worrying. Everything will work out fine."
Athena scowled, narrowing her eyes, her lips pressed in a hard line. "Fine? We would have gotten the information we wanted from her, before sending her down there!"
Ewan sighed, rubbing his face with both hands, his shoulders sagging. He was beginning to think that he had made a wrong call, that he had judged wrong. But Ciara had seemed like a caged woman, and he had thought to give her a chance.
