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Cian and I spring into action, operating as a tag team as we work back-to-back to take the enemy down. Our men protect us, shooting anything that moves. But we’re outnumbered, which can only mean one thing.
“Liam is workin’ with Sean!” I shout so Cian can hear me over the gunfire.
I factored in this possibility, but honestly, I’m shocked he would work with the man who killed his sister. I suppose he sees Sean as the lesser of two evils. His hatred for me has forced his hand—just how mine did to work with Brody.
But if they overthrow me, which they won’t, no doubt Liam will do to Sean what Brody did to him.
And vice versa.
They need the other to defeat me.
I laugh happily at the fact because they won’t win.
“Ya think they’re both here?” Cian asks as we continue covering the other.
“Aye, no doubt. Liam is here for revenge. And Sean is here ’cause he wants everyone to do the dirty work for him.”
I don’t want to jinx it, but this might mean Babydoll will be okay. Most of the men will be here, protecting their leader. I didn’t know what we faced going into this, but now, I can see clearly. This is a good old-fashioned gunfight where only the strong will remain standing.
The factory explodes in both sight and sound. The smoke from the gunfire makes it almost impossible to see, but together, Cian and I are unstoppable. And so are the men who fight for their lives.
We jump over fallen bodies, shooting anyone who is the enemy. It’s bedlam, and I thrive in the anarchy because I feel fucking alive. Each man I kill brings me closer to getting back Ethan and Eva. And killing the two men who dare think they can fight me and win.
“It’s Liam!” Cian shouts, gesturing to him running through the door.
I still can’t believe how stupid he is, thinking an ambush would work. I suppose he underestimated the power the Kelly name holds. Sean is nowhere to be seen as he’s a smart predator. He’s waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
With a roar, Liam comes charging for us, but the bulk under his shirt reveals he’s wearing a bulletproof vest as well. That won’t be a problem, however.
Targeting his thigh, I aim and shoot, and watch in joy as he hollers and drops to the ground. That doesn’t deter him, however, and he continues crawling toward us, shooting.
Cian snickers and shoots him in the shoulder. He never misses.
Liam’s men realize their leader has fallen and stop when I shout, “Drop yer guns. Otherwise, y’ll be obeying a corpse.”
“Do what he says!” screams Liam, finally coming to a stop.
The men look at one another, looking for cues from their associates. What a bunch of disloyal pussies as they do as he says with reluctance.
My men cease gunfire—for now.
Cian and I walk toward a squirming Liam, never dropping our guard. But they all know, one wrong move, and they’ll join the pile of bloody bodies.
Peering down at Liam, I’m almost disappointed at how easy this was. “Where is he?”
“Fuck you,” he spits, rolling away from me.
Tsking him, I stomp on his knee to explain this is going only one way—my way. “Spare me the theatrics ’cause I know ya didn’t pull this off alone. Why would ye protect him after what he did to yer sister?”
Liam’s eyes are filled with pure hate as he snarls, “I’d rather that than see you succeed. My da was a fucking idiot for trustin’ ya. I told him not to but he didn’t listen, and look where he is now. Fucking dead, killed like a nobody.
“I’m so fucking angry with him. He has destroyed everythin’, and his stubbornness has led to the death of my family! Deaths you delivered. So I will work with anyone, even the devil himself, if it results in yer death.”
He waits for a reaction, and he gets one in the shape of a bored yawn. “Yer all a bunch of pussies,” I spit, disgusted. “Grow a pair and dry yer eyes. What did ya think would happen? We’re not friends, we’re enemies, and that’s because yer dad was a greedy cunt who trusted the wrong man.
“It’s not my fault he was a weak fuck. If he were any leader, his men wouldn’t stray. He’d have their loyalty and respect. But he didn’t.”
Liam clenches his jaw, clearly not appreciating me having no respect for the dead.
