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Whoever that person was who had left in such anger wasn’t my brother. I didn’t recognize that man.

I covered my face as I sobbed.

Finn had been right all along.

But it might be too late for me to tell him.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

FINN

I scrubbed my hand over my face, cursing inwardly. I studied the picture Roman put in front of me and shook my head.

“That isn’t Brian Murphy.”

Roman frowned. “Are you sure?”

“You’ve seen him. His hair is red, and he has so many freckles his face almost looks the same color at times.” I tapped the grainy picture. “This guy’s hair is too dark, and his skin is clear. Not Brian.”

I sat down, feeling relief. I still had to deal with him, but I didn’t have to kill him—yet.

“The guy on the crew swore it was him. Said it sounded just like him.”

“I have lots of men with a trace of an accent. Brian picked it up from his dad and hanging with the crew. The guy heard someone who sounded like Murphy during a panicked arson attack. He could have been mistaken.” I looked at the grainy picture. “This guy is clean-shaven. Murphy isn’t. He’s always sporting a beard. Or what might pass as one.”

Roman grunted.

“Are there any other pictures?”

“No, the camera was knocked out of place. In both cases, which makes me think it’s someone who knows your business.”

“Murphy wasn’t up on all the details. Especially lately since I had him doing grunt work.”

“You’ve got men looking for him?”

“Yeah.”

I looked out the window, feeling weary. I hadn’t stopped since I’d stepped back into the hotel. The arson and the gang attacks were my priority. Without Niall, I was burning the candle at both ends, and I hadn’t been to my suite except for a quick shower that morning.

And I hadn’t talked to or seen Una. By the time I could call her last night, it was too late, and I assumed she’d be sleeping. I didn’t want to text her, thinking I would see her in the hotel and we’d be able to talk for a moment, but that hadn’t happened. Another business was raided and a lot of damage done, and I’d been there with my men since three a.m. trying to figure out what was happening and why.

As soon as I was done with Roman, I planned on calling her. Except my phone rang, and the last words I expected to hear were uttered.

“Brian Murphy is at the warehouse, and he’s asking for you.”

“I’m on my way.”

I stood, pulling down my sleeves. “This should be interesting.”

“You want backup?”

I shook my head, holding out my hand. “I’ve got my men. You’ve been more than generous with your time, Roman. Go home to your family with my gratitude. I owe you.”

He stood, accepting my handshake. “I’ve always prided myself on sizing up a person quickly, Finn. Whatever he has to say, watch Brian Murphy. He’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing. His sister is amazing, but he is trouble. If you need me, call me. If you need backup, it’s yours. Someone is messing with you, which messes with our old territory, and it still means something to me. And Luca. We’ll have your back.”

“I appreciate it.”

He nodded and left. I grabbed my jacket, looking longingly at the monitor. I knew Una would be at the front desk. I wanted to see her, but I was afraid if I did, I wouldn’t be able to resist going to her. I missed her so much it was a physical ache.