Athena dropped her phone onto her worktable slowly and sat back in her chair, her mind swirling with thoughts about the possible information Ewan wanted to share with her.
Her curiosity about the mole especially ignited a sense of anticipation within her, a strange mix of excitement and dread. Who could it be?
From the nature of the text, she could decipher that the unfortunate person would be someone familiar. Perhaps a colleague? A friend?
The weight of uncertainty hung heavily on her, like a storm cloud ready to burst. She couldn't wait.
The tension coiled tighter in her stomach as she picked up the phone again, eager to inform Aiden of the recent development. But just as quickly, she paused, a memory invading her thoughts with the ferocity of a sudden windstorm. They weren't on speaking terms since that fateful night four days ago.
