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Danny chuckles. "As long as he's not on the rob, we should be good."
"Freddie Kinnock, also known as the Thief of Dublin," Malcolm tells us, and I grin. Now him I have heard of. The guy is a well known thief, from stealing wallets to cracking safes. He's a handy guy to have on your team.
"Yep," Maverick says. "He'll find out everything we need to know. I'm just hoping he'll have the information tonight."
If he doesn't, then fuck, some woman's going to be hurt because of Jed's fucking bullshit.
CHAPTER12
AILBHE
There's a loud knock on the door. I grimace as I get to my feet. I've just gotten the kids off to school and was hoping to go back to sleep for a bit. This morning sickness is kicking my arse and I don't see it stopping any time soon. I have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow for confirmation.
There's another knock. This time it's louder and the pounding causes the doorframe to shake. Whoever the fuck is there, they’re in a hurry to see me.
I open the door, and I'm shocked to see Jed O'Connor standing on my doorstep. He's accompanied by two of his bodyguards, and all three of them are eyeing me with anger and caution. This is the last thing I bloody need first thing in the morning. "Is there something I can help you with?"
Jed doesn't answer me right away. Instead, he pushes past me and into the house.
"Hey," I call out, unable to hide my shock and irritation. "You can't just barge into my house. What the hell is your problem?"
"Girl," Jed says, his words filled with contempt, "you'd best remember who you're talking to."
I cross my arms over my chest and stare at him. I haven't moved from the door and I have no intention of doing so. "What's going on? Why are you here?"
"You owe me money, Ailbhe. A lot of money. We had a deal," he tells me.
"Yes, we do have a deal. Every Monday morning, at least a thousand euro is to be put into your account."
His jaw clenches as he glares at me. "That's correct, but you're a week late."
I jolt back at his words. "The hell I am," I hiss. "Every Monday I meet with your stupid goon and pay the money. Last week, not only did I pay it, but I gave two thousand euro and he marked it off for me on my book, just as he does every week."
I have a book that tallies how much I owe Jed and how much I'm paying off. The arsehole Tony marks it off each week as I pay him. I also meet him in a busy location where I know there are security cameras, so if shit like this happens, I'll always have proof.
"Show me," Jed snaps.
I roll my eyes. "I don't have the book right now. My brother's currently meeting with him to pay this week's money."
Jed glances at his watch. "What time is he coming back?"
I frown. "How the hell am I supposed to know? I'm not his keeper. You need to talk with Tony. This is bullshit. I met him outside the post office on O'Connell Street. With the money and connections you have, you'll be able to check that yourself."
Jed closes the distance between us. The smell of cigarettes and whiskey on his breath is awful and makes me want to heave.
"If I find out you're lying, Ailbhe, you had better hide," he snarls, pushing closer into my space. "You owe me a fucking lot of money, and I'm going to be paid one way or another."
I press my arms around me tighter. "What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, trying my hardest not to sound as though I'm intimidated. Everyone's heard the rumors of what Jed does to those who don't pay up. Not to mention what Da said to me about what he's promised Jed—me, any way Jed wants. I have no doubt that Jed will do exactly that. Whatever the hell he wants.
“You’d just better be praying you’re telling the truth,” he snaps.
"Why would I lie? Have I not paid on time before?"
He works his jaw, his gaze roaming along my body. "There's always a first time for everything."
Christ, he truly is a sleazy bastard.
"Well, not this time. I paid Tony the money last week and Ruairi's paying Tony money today."
