Page 163 of Vicious Hearts


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“Yeah, nothing to do about that, unfortunately.” He grins. “So, where’s Una tonight?”

“Dinner with that doctor she bumped into with you.” My eyes narrow. “Look, I know you already looked into her…”

Ihave, too.

“…but?”

I tip my head back and forth. “Anything strike you as…off…when you saw her and Una?”

He shakes his head. “She’s a pretty open book, Cill. Smart, driven, had a great career as a well-regarded criminal psychiatrist before retiring. Married once, just for a short time. No kids. She was divorced before she ever even met Una and her brother.”

“She come from money?”

He shakes his head. “Nope. Her mother was a single mom who worked double shifts at a diner to get the kid into med school.”

My brow furrows. “The ex-husband?”

“Tax actuator in Missouri. What are you looking for, Cill?”

I shake my head. “Nothing.”

He eyes me. “You don’t like it when she’s off somewhere, do you?”

“Let’s skip the psychoanalysis, shall we? I promise, you wouldn’t like what you found if you took a skip down the path ofmyhead.”

He chuckles. “Fair enough. But I guess you could say things are getting fairly serious with your wife?”

“Very funny.”

“I only half meant it as a joke.”

I clear my throat, turning to look out one of the windows.

“She makes the chaos in my head…” I shrug. “Slightly less chaotic. That thing in me—the violence. It’s quieter with her.”

For once, Castle doesn’t crack any jokes. I think he’s fully aware that this is some of the most emotionally open I’ve ever been with him. Possibly with anyone.

“Then I’m happy for you, Cillian,” he growls quietly. “I truly mean that.”

I smile out the window. Just then, my phone goes off.

“Hey, you home?”

It’s Hades.

“At the brownstone, I mean. I’m outside. You need to hear this.”

I frown. “Yeah, sure, come on up. We’re in Castle’s room.”

My men guarding the front door know Hades, obviously, and he’s on the green list. Not even a minute later, there’s a tap on the door, and it swings in.

“Go ahead,” Castle grunts. “Get in the bed rest jokes while you—”

“Yeah, I’m not here to make jokes or bust balls, actually.”

My jaw grinds. There’s a darkness and an urgency to Hades’ tone and in the grim look on his face.

“What is it?”

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