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He clapped me on the back. "I know, Aidan. I know. Now, what’s the game plan?"

"Arson attack against the cathedral, the night before their biggest mass of the year, gives it a terrorist vibe. Wouldn’t you agree?"

"Shit, yeah, it does. Last thing we need to stir is that hornets’ nest."

"Agreed." I scratched my stubble, grateful as always for the relationship we had because talking shit out with him let me think with a clear head. "Target that and this church, people won’t suspect us, if anything they’ll think it’s an attack against the Irish Mob. That’s better for a whole host of reasons," I explained, giving him my logic. "Namely that the city won’t lock down again like it did after 9/11."

When he didn’t argue, just said, "We need to get on with this. It’s more residential here so we run more of a risk of getting caught," I knew my thinking was sound.

"No one would squeal in this neighborhood," I pointed out.

"There’s always a first so let’s not rock the boat."

"True." I sighed, and began limping over to the trunk where the gasoline was stored. As I pulled out one of the tanks, Finn grabbed the other, and I asked, "You good?"

"Been better but this makes sense."

"You know it’s probably a thirty-year prison sentence if we get caught at two arson attacks," I pointed out softly, needing him to know because Aoife and Jake were at home, waiting on him.

"We ain’t gonna get caught," he denied, "but it’s fucking freezing and I think we need to do something about that."

I smirked at him as we hauled the gas canisters over to a place that was our personal hellhole, and forty minutes later, when it was burning up real good, I wasn’t ashamed for tears to prick my eyes, tears that had nothing to do with the heat from the fire, smoke, or the glare.

It was simply relief.

Like I could take a deep breath at long last because I’d never have to come to this place ever again.

It was gone.

The past wasn’t, it would always be there, would always shadow us, but this church didn’t have to plague our future.

"A fresh start," Finn rasped, coughing a little.

I turned to him, saw the gleam in his eyes and nodded.

It felt good to be free.

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