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Four
Brennan
December 26th
I staredat the door to my da’s office.
Granted, this wasn’t the same study door that I’d stared at as a kid, just waiting to get my ass hauled in and my ear clipped for whatever shit I’d done.
This was a different house, a different study, fuck, a different Brennan.
I rubbed my chin as I continued staring at the eighty by thirty-six-inch plank of wood and tried to reason out my options.
Da had just declared to his top men that today was an amnesty of sorts.
A freebie.
If the Sparrows had fucked around with you, now was the moment to come forward. If that group of self-serving, secret boys' club motherfuckers had gotten to you, turned your head, then now was the moment to confess, and if you did, there’d be no payback.
The trouble was, I didn’t know if I believed that, and after that text chat with Finn, I didn’t think he believed it either.
When Da told his captains that he'd murder anyone who didn't confess today, their families too, I knew there'd be no greater incentive for the truth to set our men free.
And with my own truths to spill and a wife to protect, a wife I fucking loved, I needed this amnesty not to be bullshit.
I trusted Finn when he said he thought Da was being honest with his intentions, but this was Da.
More volatile than butane, more flammable than gas.
A squeaking sound drew my attention away from my phone. As Conor strode down the hall in a pair of bright blue high-tops that he'd combined with a D&G suit, I watched him as he slumped into the seat beside me.
I slipped my cell into my pocket as he asked, “Wassup?”
“You been watchingScary Movieagain?” I questioned, peering at him as he peered at me.
“Maybe. Can I help that I like parodies?”
I snorted. “You like a lot of weird shit, bro.”
“Not that weird. There’s a porn parody of that too, but I didn’t watch that.”
“Should I applaud you?”
“I mean, you could.” He grinned at me. “I’d take the applause. I’m sure I deserve it for something or other.”
“Tsatsa.”
He squinted at me. “Since when did you start speaking Russian?”
“Since Camille—” I broke off before I could finish. The last thing I wanted was him knowing that Camille reverted to Russian during sex.
I took that for the compliment it was.
Especially when French came out.
I didn’t have a goddamn clue what she was saying, but when she got that wild look in her eyes, my ice princess wasn’t so fucking icy.
“Since Camille?” His brow furrowed. “You’ve been together a minute.”
