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My family is none the wiser as to what is about to transpire as I lead my father outside. The moment I close the front door, I take a deep breath. I need to compose myself because if I don’t, I will kill Sean right here, right now.
“This is fucking pathetic, even for you,” I say, turning around slowly to face him. “Ye think hidin’ out here is goin’ to keep ye safe?”
However, Sean’s attention is not directed at me. It’s at Cami.
She stands her ground, but I know he intimidates her, which is what he wants.
“Hey, arsehole,” I holler, snapping my fingers. “Keep lookin’ at her, and she’ll be the last thing you ever see.”
He simply smirks in response, hinting he doesn’t take me seriously. I decide to show him how serious I am when I elbow him swiftly in the nose.
A pained grunt leaves him as he pinches his bloody nose with one hand while rummaging through his trouser pockets for a handkerchief.
Spilling his blood rouses the bloodlust, and I charge forward, only stopping from beating him to a pulp when he says, “Ye wouldn’t want me to tell them what a whore yer mum really was, would ye? Tarnish their memory of her and break yer grandparents’ fragile hearts.”
And there he is; the vile animal I call father.
“What the fuck are we doin’ here?”
Sean presses the handkerchief over his nose. “I thought ye wanted to know all ’bout yer past? About yer beloved ma whose name yer avenging. But where has that got ye? Yer throwin’ yer life away for a ghost! A person ye don’t even know!”
“Aye, I don’t know her ’cause ye killed her, remember? So spare me the fucking theatrics. What do ye want?”
“Ye killed Liam then? And my friend, Shane Moore. Seems ye have a taste for it,” he says, and if his nose wasn’t still bleeding, I would elbow him again. “But I think before ye killed Liam, he told ye something which changed the course of everythin’.”
I refuse to allow my interest to show because he is right. I still don’t know who Liam was protecting.
“And I know what that somethin’ is.”
“Grand, how ’bout ye tell me so we can put an end to this? Yer not goin’ to win. Tell me, and I promise not to hurt you…too badly.”
Sean snickers, and it takes all my willpower not to break his neck. “You promised someone somethin’, and if you don’t deliver, I don’t think he’ll be a very happy man.”
Sean knows about Alek, it seems.
I promised Alek my empire, that’s why he’s helped me, but if I don’t deliver, he will kill me—a deal is a deal, and he made clear what happens when someone backs out of the deal. I can’t offer him Northern Ireland in the state it’s in. It would be like selling him a car that doesn’t start. Or a house that needs major renovations.
I can’t walk away from this.
“If I’m not there for the deal, then it doesn’t go ahead, and we know what happens then. I’m my own collateral this time,” Sean explains. “You kill me now, then y’ll never know who’s huntin’ youse, and yer Russian will kill ya for backing out of a deal.”
Alek and I shook hands. That means something in my world. I could walk away and give Alek everything, but what do I have to offer him? He wants the shipment as that is what will cement his power in a foreign country. And Sean is right. If I kill him, then I’ll never know who the enemy is.
I make no mistake that Alek and I are friends. I would do the same if I were him and someone promised me something. This is business, his livelihood to feed his family. You don’t fuck with a man’s family.
“Yer anger just came back to bite you…again because it gave me an opportunity to strike. Y’ll never learn, son.”
Tipping my face to the heavens, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can’t believe this arsehole isn’t dead yet. For someone who has no friends, he sure as shit can manipulate many into doing his bidding. It makes me wonder just who this person is.
They hate me enough to do business with Sean. Whoever they are, I know I need to be careful.
“Why could ya not tell me this over the phone? Why come here?” I ask, finally looking at him.
But when I do, I see the reason. It’s the reason he was reading over journals written a lifetime ago.
“You know yer goin’ to lose, don’t you? Yer here ’cause it’s the only place ye feel close to her. Ye killed her, yet you really did love her. And in yer own fucked-up way, you love me…that’s why I’m not dead yet.”
And deep down, as much as I hate myself for it…that’s the reason he’s not dead either.
