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"You need to tell us what happened," Inessa insisted. "I think we've been very patient."
"Have you?" I mocked, but I winked at her.
"Finn won't tell me anything," Aoife said with a sigh.
"Eoghan won't either."
"Nor Brennan."
"Declan told me that it was a close won thing but little else."
I knew they were kept in the dark, and I didn't need to hear their admissions to appreciate my husband, but God, I was so glad Aidan had begun sharing things with me.
Over the past ten months of our relationship, he’d been like trying to break into a walnut with a pipe cleaner, beyond impossible getting him to open up; but gradually, if I asked questions, he'd answer now. That was without his apology and his promise to be more open with me.
"We were in the car and this truck came out of nowhere. T-boned us. I don't really remember much about the crash. Just that I woke up in the bed of the truck, and Aidan was there.
"We got dragged out and dumped in this shed in Bratva territory. It reeked." I shuddered and dumped my fork on my plate. "I swear, I can still smell fish on my hair."
"Fish? They held you at a dock?"
I hummed. "My hands and feet were duct-taped. Aidan's were zip-tied."
Aela whistled. "You gotta appreciate the Five Points and their sexism."
"Yes, the feminine revolution hasn't hit Hell's Kitchen yet," Camille said with a snort.
"Exactly," I growled. "I was so stinking mad. Plus, they left me with my keys! Can you imagine?"
"Too stupid to live," Aela agreed. "But we should be grateful they were morons because you're safe and not fish food."
"That's a fair assessment," I concurred. "They definitely wouldn't win a place at Mensa."
"They're still alive?" Aoife questioned.
"Yes. I made Aidan promise that when he killed them, I could be there."
Inessa's eyes bugged. "You'd want to be?"
"Of course. They would have killed me, Inessa. Not before they did a lot of other shit to me first."
"Bloodthirsty bitch," Aela commented, but she didn't sound as if she disapproved.
"Are you okay now?"
I nodded at Camille then turned my palm over. "Seems crazy but these were the biggest pain in the ass."
They peered at my hands and the various cuts into the flesh. They were mostly healed, thank God, but they were at that itching phase that was driving me nuts.
"What caused those?"
"If I tell you, you can't ever make fun of me for it." I thought about what the doctor had told me on Sunday night. "I had a concussion and I was in shock. At least, those are the only reasons I can think of for me being that stupid."
Inessa touched my arm. "We won't mock you for it."
"I know how scary it can be in those situations," Camille soothed.
Yeah, I guessed if anyone did get me, it was Camille.
