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I thought about how her features contorted as she came.
I thought about how much I fucking loved her, when I’d never thought that was in the cards for me.
And something inside me died even as another part of me blazed into being.
Today wasn’t my day to die.
I had something,someone,to live for now, and I wasn’t about to goddamn leave her.
“Is this a trap?” I snapped at Driftwood.
“No,” he ground out.
“As if I can trust a word you fucking say. You draw me in after five years of inactivity and expect me to think this isn’t a setup? What the hell’s to stop me from rolling off my perch right this goddamn second and getting the hell out of here?”
There was dead silence on the line, and I pulled away from my scope, about to do as I’d threatened, then he admitted, “The Lenisters are… IRA.”
“So?” My da wouldn’t be pleased about me shooting some Republicans, but his politics and mine didn’t align. “There are plenty of fucking IRA in these parts. They were rioting here just a week ago. It’s what they fucking do.”
Driftwood grunted, “Okay, so they’re not IRA. They’re with the ECD. I’m sure you know who they are considering your infamous family ties.”
Intrigue had my temper cooling down. “They’re withÉire le chéile go deo?”
Driftwood confirmed, “Yes.”
“Shit,” I rasped.
“Exactly.”
The ECD were pricks. They’d been behind several bombings in the 90s, which had not only made them a household name but had identified them as evil fuckers.
Standard IRA protocol was to call in a bombing with plenty of time for an area to be evacuated by the authorities. They wanted economic damage. Hitting the British coffers where it hurt was how they tried to affect change.
The ECD, however, didn’t care about civilian casualties. They wanted to be heard.
“What the fuck is the Lenisters’ game?”
“According to our sources, they’re at the top of the ECD’s sniper shopping list. They’ve got outstanding warrants for murdering an old couple in County Louth close to ten years ago, as well as a few dissidents in Belfast. They’re what we know about.
“As for the ECD, well, there’s been a call to arms to take down a prominent member of the Irish government that wouldnotbe conducive to our agenda. Plus rumors that someone big in the US government has found themselves in the group’s crosshairs, but I’m of the mind that that is definitely chatter.”
Chatter was like assholes—everyone had them, and after enough butt-fucking, they all gaped.
“No idea who?”
“No.”
I narrowed my eyes upon not-so-innocent Johnathan. “The Lenisters… they’re not bombers?”
“No. Well, no chatter indicatesthat.Mostly we know them as hired guns.”
“So Ballymena, a town with one KFC to its name, is currently home to five snipers? That’s what you’re telling me?”
“That’s what I’m telling you. It’s imperative that they be taken out today. Do you understand me?”
“I understand you.” Bet his gaping ass I fucking did. “What about the others in the area? Do I need to handle those?”
“We don’t care who makes the kill. Just make sure Johnathan and Siobhan Lenister die by the day’s end.”
