“Why do you even care? It’s like you said, I’m not going to be staying here long.”
Kieran laughs again, clearly amused by my discomfort but thankfully, he keeps his mouth shut as we enter his office and take a seat at the antique poker table.
My palms are slick with sweat as I sit down between Kieran and Brennan. I’m not used to sitting in on meetings like this and my oversized hoodie and tennis skirt feel out of place among the thousand-dollar suits and priceless antique furniture.
Smoothing my hands over my skirt, I look at Ronan who dips his chin at me.
“Go ahead, Riley.”
I swallow past the lump in my throat and glance at each of the Sullivan brothers in turn, trying not to think of what Oscar would say if he knew I was here.
“My uncle and brother want to marry me off to Sean O’Keefe.”
Brennan winces. “Oh, shit.”
Ronan shoots him a look.
“I’m obviously not doing it, but it’s not as easy as that… I need your help.” I look straight at Ronan now, knowing that he will have the final say over whether the Sullivan family decides to help me, the disgraced daughter of their dead rival.
“Like I said last night, I found some documents that my father hid, containing dirt on O’Keefe that I thought might be of interest to you.”
Kieran leans forward. “Okay… So, what is it?”
“I told you last night, I’m not willing to hand the information over until we have a deal.”
“Unbelievable.”
Cormac nods. “What sort of information is it? Images? Transcripts? Bank statements?”
“I’m not willing to tell you that either.”
Kieran snickers. “What are you willing to tell us?”
I glance at each of the brothers once again, knowing that the hand I’m about the play is the only one I have left. If they still refuse to help me, I’m going to have to come up with some other way of getting out of this marriage that doesn’t involve me committing first degree murder.
Taking a deep breath, I look Ronan directly in the eyes and hope to God he can see that I’m telling the truth.
“What if I told you this information also directly links Sean O’Keefe to the murder of Seamus Sullivan?”
