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“He is?” Brennan started pacing. “He better have suffered.”
I cleared my throat. “Aidan made sure of that.”
Their heads whipped around to glance between Aidan and me.
“You knew?” Declan barked. “And didn’t say anything?”
“You and your fucking secrets. You’re always keeping things from us,” Brennan spat.
“And that’s why we need to do this,” I said as calmly as I could. “Haven’t you noticed? Your parents aren’t doing well, and what’s going to happen now… it could be the nail in their coffin.
“Aoife came today out of spite. She wanted to hurt Lena by hurting something she loved. But why the fuck would she come next week? Or the week after?
“You think I’m going to make her come eat chicken and potatoes when I’m clinging onto my marriage—” I scrubbed a hand over my face. “Senior won’t like it, but he ain’t got a choice. I’m protecting my woman, and I’m taking her out of a toxic environment—”
“You don’t have to explain,” Brennan said. “It makes sense.”
“Total sense,” Declan agreed.
“Of course it does,” Junior concurred.
Eoghan gave me a nod, but actions always did mean more to him than words.
“After our last call,” Conor admitted, “I was surprised when you came today.”
“So, you don’t knoweverything,” Brennan mocked.
I held up a hand. “Don’t start arguing. We’ve all got a lot of ground to cover.”
Clearing his throat, Conor continued, “He’s right. While I was being raped, Aidan and Finn entered the church, grabbed McKenna—”
“That fucking pedo? Jesus, I remember him! I knew he was a piece of shit—” Brennan snarled while Conor ignored him, saying:
“—and Aidan clubbed him to death. We called Paddy in, and he got rid of the body.”
Junior rubbed his chin. “I’ve known Paddy wasn’t dead for five years.”
Declan’s mouth gaped. “You gotta be shitting me?”
“Savannah discovered the truth.”
“Five years ago?” Eoghan asked. “You’ve known her that long?”
“Yeah. It’s complicated. Ain’t seen her for most of that time.”
Conor hummed. “Wondered why there were guards allocated to my building that weren’t on me.”
Aidan rolled his eyes but murmured, “Da threatened to kill her. She was digging into sensitive family secrets, and he didn’t like that.”
“That’s how you met?” Declan questioned.
“Yeah. She worked out that Paddy wasn’t the person on the slab in the morgue.”
“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Brennan grouched.
“Thought it must have been to do with the Sparrows.” He shrugged uneasily. “Instead, it’s to do with some other fanatical fuckers. Jesus Christ, what screwed up legacy am I going to inherit?”
Declan muttered, “You remember that war with the Haitians?”
