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“He is good with kids,” I agreed with a sigh. “He practically raised his youngest brother.”
“Well then. At least one of you guys will know what you’re doing,” she replied, flopping down on the bed next to me. “So, any idea about what you’re going to do about your brother?”
“Don’t, Case,” I grumbled, feeling a swell of anger rise up inside of me at the mere mention of Kev. “I’m so done with him.”
“You can’t be done with him, Aoife,” she replied with a weary sigh. “Not only is he your brother, but he’s your twin. You guys shared a womb.”
“I know, and that’s what makes it worse,” I bit out, scowling. “He really screwed me over, Case.”
My phone rang then, and I was glad of the reprieve. Unwilling to talk about Kevin, much less consider forgiving him, I reached into my jeans pocket and smiled when Joey’s name flashed on the screen.
“It’s Joe.” Springing to my feet, I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder. “He’s ready to get picked up.”
“Fine.” Casey rolled her eyes and waved me off. “Abandon me for your baby daddy.”
“Enjoy your date,” I called over my shoulder as I swung her bedroom door open and hurried through her tiny sitting room/kitchen to the flat door. “Text me all the details tomorrow.”
“Will do.”
“And use a condom.”
“I always do,” she sang out. “I’m not you.”
Laughing to myself, I closed the flat door behind me before clicking Accept and putting my phone to my ear. “Hey, stud.”
“Aoife,” a young voice came down the line, followed by the sound of sniffling. “Aoife, can you come get us?”
“Ols? Is that you?” Frowning, I readjusted my bag on my shoulder and hurried down the communal stairwell to the ground floor of the building. “Are you okay? You sound like you’re crying. Where’s Joey?”
“You gots to come get us,” he cried down the line. “Please, Aoife, please. You gots to come quick.”
“Okay, okay, I’m on the way right now,” I told him, panic setting in as I hurried outside to my parked car. “I’m getting into my car right now, Ols. I’ll be at your house in two minutes.”
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When I pulled up outside Joey’s house a couple of minutes later and climbed out of my car, I honestly felt like my heart was trying to beat its way out of my chest. I didn’t want to go into his house, but the terror in Ollie’s voice had me doing just that. With sweaty palms and a racing pulse, I moved for the front door, feeling my panic climb with every step I took.
“E-fa.” Trip-tumbling off the front doorstep, Sean came barreling toward me with tears streaming down his cheeks. “E-fa.”
Oh God.
This was bad.
This was so fucking bad.
“Hey, Seany-boo,” I strangled out, hoisting him into my arms as I kept moving for the door. “Are you okay?”
“E-fa.” Sniffling, he burrowed his face in my neck and the feel of his small body trembling caused my heart to seize with dread. “O-ee.”
“I called an ambulance,” Tadhg choked out, greeting me at the front door. “I think she’s dead.”
“He killed her,” Ollie was screaming from the hallway. “Daddy killed Shannon.”
Feeling faint with panic, I stumbled through the front door with Sean in my arms, only to be greeted with a scene right out of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
There was blood everywhere.
“Joey,” I called out, feeling light-headed, stopping in the kitchen doorway with my eyes clenched shut, almost afraid to see what was beyond the doorway.
