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“You son of a bitch,” Castle snarls, his face livid with rage.
“Take your fucking hands off—”
He hauls back and punches me in the face. I grunt from the force of it, black stars dotting my vision as I try to shake off the quite honestlymonsterof a hit. Snarling back, I slam into him, catching him in the middle and using his weight against him. I wince when I take another brutal punch to the ribs.
“CASTLE!”
Neve’s voice booms through the room, stopping both of us cold. She uses the pause to elbow herself between us and shove Castle back against the wall.
“Enough!” she yells. “He’s the one who brought her in!”
“Yeah?!” Castle hisses at me. “And how is you justhappenedto be right there like a good fucking Samaritan, you motherfucker?!”
My eyes draw to slits. “Watch what you say next.”
“Oh? What if I mention exploding fucking bars and lightingchildrenon fire?!”
Anger surges inside. Both those events—the Banshee being blown to hell during its soft opening, as well as the son of one of the Kildare vassal families being jumped and lit on fire, which was truly horrific, even to me—were done on the initiative of my former number two, Leo Stavrin.
Events, I should add, I would have happily cut him into small pieces with gardening shears for having brought about, if someone else hadn’t beaten me to it and killed him first.
I can’t blame Castle for the accusation. But it still makes my blood turn to fire and my temper flare. I grit my teeth as I take a step toward him.
“You’re going to have to let that go.”
“I don’thaveto do a goddamn thing!”
Neve screams as Castle slips past her and tries to haul him back. But he ignores her and slams into me again. His huge hand goes around my throat.
My knife is up in a flash, pressing to his jugular.
Then I stiffen when I feel his gun barrel pressed to my stomach.
Castle’s teeth flash dangerously. “I should blow you to hell right fucking—”
“What’s going on?”
We stop the grappling and the fighting in an instant, whirling to see Eilish looking at us with a hollow, confused look on her face. Then her lids slowly close again, her head dropping back to the pillow.
Neve swallows heavily and turns to Castle.
“Please,” she hisses quietly. “Let me handle this, all right? She isokay, Castle. I need you to step outside.Please.”
He turns to glare at me. Then his gaze drops back to Eilish—with a sort of fawning love in it that I’ll admit makes my blood boil—before he nods.
“I’ll be right outside,” he growls, dragging his eyes back to me. “Rightoutside.”.
When he’s gone, Neve takes a deep breath as she holds her sister’s hand. Then she turns back to me.
“Okay. What were you doing with my sister?”
I’m honestly not quite sure how to answer that. It’s not like I thought Eilish would tell anyone about the two of us. But it’s also quite clear that we’ve moved way past our initial blackmail situation. We’ve never openly talked about it, but what there is between us right now is there because we both want it, that much is clear.
“Neve?”
Neve whips her gaze back to Eilish at the sound of her soft voice. So do I, just in time to feel my heart lift a little when I see Eilish smile at her sister. Then, slowly, her eyes slip past Neve to me.
Her cheeks turn pink.
