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Her secret would destroy me, and I couldn’t allow that. I couldn’t allow her to ruin everything I worked so hard for. But there is no such thing as no strings attached with the Doyles and Brody has become greedy, seeing there is profit in Northern Ireland.
He’s threatened to tell Punky what I did, so I have to take care of it…again.
That wee hallion is in too deep. I know it was him who killed Aidan and Hugh, he painted their faces just like his.
He trusts me. He shouldn’t.
I watch him when he sleeps, he looks so much like Cara. So much like me…
I will ask Brody to lie, ask him to tell Punky that he is his father as I need Punky to hate Connor more than he already does. I’ll make sure Punky thinks Connor was the one who killed his ma. I need him to denounce his Kelly ties so that when I kill Connor, I’ll be in line to inherit everything…not him. No matter that Connor knows Punky isn’t his, he’ll still leave everything to him because he loves the boy.
Brody will agree because he thinks he’ll benefit from this too.
I’ve been in business with him for years. He trusts me. This won’t fail. He believes if he does what I say, he and I will share Belfast together. But there is room for only one leader.
I was the one sending our men to Brody. They trusted me as Connor was a laughing stock when I told them I fucked his parful wife. Brody had Camilla plant the drugs the night of the party in hopes the chief constable would bring me and Connor down. But then that little whore told Punky. She then told me who she was in a moment of guilt.
She confided in me, thinking she was doing the right thing. But all she did was let me in on Brody’s plan—he wants me dead. He doesn’t trust me as I thought he did, and so he shouldn’t. He, Punky, he was always Brody’s backup plan.
Brody has what I want—Dublin. And I have what he wants—Belfast.
But now that I know, I have the upper hand over everyone.
I will rule both BelfastandDublin, and no one will stand in my way. There was never going to be a partnership.
Punky’s loyalty will either get him killed or sent to prison. I’m fine with either outcome. The ambush will play out how I plan it. I will “die,” allowing everyone to believe the Kelly name is dead. But a smart predator awaits their prey.
I’m pretty certain Punky will bring Connor as he thinks it’s a lesson he needs to learn, and it’s the perfect place for me to shoot my brother dead with no questions asked. Before this happens, I will convince Connor to change his will. Nothing can be left to Punky—nothing. I don’t want to rule with anyone. This is all mine.
Punky is headstrong and smart—I need someone I can control.
Brody will believe he’s won, but I have a plan…just how I did with Connor’s men, I plan on doing the same with Brody’s. I’m going to persuade them all, making them see I’m the better leader.
And when I do, it’s then when I’ll strike.
It doesn’t matter if it takes five, ten years. I’m going to build myownempire, and when it’s impenetrable, I will be king. No more coming second best.
Connor had it all. It’s now my turn, and I don’t care who I have to sacrifice to get what I want.
Forgive me, Cara, I needed a fall guy, and that guy is Punky…our son.
Although I’ve seen the words with my own two eyes, I cannot believe it. I just can’t.
“Punky?” Hannah apprehensively asks. “Please speak to me. I need ya. Ethan needs ya.”
This journal belongs to Uncle Sean, and his sins are written on pages upon pages. My mind is racing, but one thing is clear—Sean is the puppet master. He was playing us all. He is responsible for everything.
He made out like my mum was some whore, but in reality, she made one mistake which cost her her life. I know how charming Sean can be. Look at where I am, where I’ve been for the past ten years because of him.
There was never an affair, well, with Brody. But there was one, with Sean…my father.
Every conversation which never made sense smashes into me, and I can’t believe I didn’t see it sooner.
“Ya have no idea who yer fightin’. This is bigger than ya can ever guess.”
Aidan’s words echo loudly because I finally know what they mean. He never told me what he knew, thinking Sean was their friend, but they were all using one another.
Brody merely went along for the ride as he wanted me out of the picture for his own selfish reasons. I needed to believe I wasn’t a Kelly so that he could take what is rightfully mine when he killed Sean. I may not be Connor’s son, but I am Sean’s.
