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Three men in suits sat at the desk with Ire McDade. Obviously, he was in the position of power; solo, dominating his side of the desk. As for the trio opposite him? The two naked blonde women kissing and groping each other on the chesterfield distracted her from scrutinizing them.
Naked. The bare beauties caressed each other like lovers completely alone in their intimacy.
“Men,” the Irish overlord said, “you know Miss McLeod.”
It took a second to drag her focus back to Ire. The other guys were glancing back and forth. Frowning. All but one of them anyway.
That guy stared. Gawped. “Wait, she’s…”
“McLeod?”
“She’s the…”
“Police Superintendent’s daughter,” another of the guys said.
That guy was familiar. In fact, she’d say they all were.
“Said your piece?” Daly asked from behind her.
So she hadn’t come up alone. The curtain in the corner moved and Curtain Guy appeared again, pausing when he noticed her.
“Problem, Ire?” Curtain Guy asked.
“No problem,” Ire replied.
One guy at the desk laughed. “Shit, Ire, is there a family you don’t control with sex in this town?” He slapped a hand on the desk to push himself to his feet. “If you’d told us you were boning the old man’s youngest, we’d have shaken hands the minute we walked in.”
Ire stood as the man offered his hand. The others at the table followed.
“Stakes stay the same,” Ire said, shaking one hand, then the next.
“Five percent,” another guy said, but her focus remained on the first.
“You’re Sylvester Babcock,” she said, pointing at him. Daly took her shoulders to ease her aside. “You work on the City Council with my grandfather.”
The men approached.
“I won’t tell if you won’t,” Babcock said and winked as he passed.
Winking? Since when did her grandfather’s friends get so sleazy?
“Daly,” Ire said, and the hands left her shoulders.
When she glanced back, her guard was filtering out after the posse of city officials. Older men in cheap suits, she should’ve figured them out sooner.
“Niall.”
Ire again.
“Aye?” Curtain Guy asked, also known as Niall apparently.
“Aye,” Ire replied.
What the hell was going on?
Niall clucked his tongue twice and the blondes disengaged to leap up and scurry to him. He took two capes from hooks by the door and handed them over as the women disappeared down the stairs.
“Aye?” Niall asked again, looking only at the boss sauntering around the desk.
