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“Good mornin’, sweetheart.” I give her a kiss on the top of her head as she spoons more chocolatey flakes into her mouth while hummin’ happily.
“I’m havin’ Coco Pops,” Aine announces as she stirs the milk, causin’ it ta turn a light brown.
“Are they any good?” I ask her, and she nods happily as she she continues eatin’.
I leave her sittin’ there and grab some coffee. Monster saunters into the kitchen and arches a brow at me.
“Boyo,” he says with a squeeze of my shoulder. “Are you doin’ okay with all this shite?”
“Aye, I think so.” I sip the coffee and feel the caffeine hit me. “I mean, I didn’t plan on bein’ a da so quickly, but I think things are goin’ta work out.”
He looks at Aine then back at me before askin’ in a lowered tone, “Do ye know where Orla went?”
I shake my head. “No. She said she needs ta sort somethin’ out, but I don’t know what it is. Even when I offered my help, she refused, and I didn’t want ta push. She would never have told me.”
“Do ye think we need ta get Tye to look into it?” Monster suggests as he fills his own cup with black coffee.
I haven’t even thought about Tye. He can hack into any system online and find out things that most people don’t know about. It was with his help we found Bragan. As much as I don’t want ta bother anyone else with this, I know he’s the only one who can give me the answers I need.
“I’ll talk ta him,” I reply.
“Go now before he gets into somethin’ else. Ye know what he’s like. Once he starts workin’, ye can’t get his attention,” Monster says before he heads out of the kitchen, leavin’ me with my mind racin’, thinkin’ about what we’re goin’ta find.
I don’t want ta encroach on Orla’s privacy, but I have ta know if my daughter is in any danger. Just then Callia enters the kitchen. She goes straight ta Aine ta chat to her about breakfast and ask her how she slept. I didn’t even think about askin’ her somethin’ like that. But as I listen ta my two girls giggle, the tension I’ve been feelin’, since hearin’ Callia’s story earlier, finally dissipates.
“I’m goin’ta talk ta Tye fer a bit,” I tell Callia with a smile before disappearin’ down the passage to the offices. I don’t want her worryin’ about any of this before we know the full story.
I find Tye behind his desk, typin’ away on his keyboard. His gaze flicks ta mine when I walk in, and he offers me a mock salute ta greet me.
“What can I do ye fer?” Tye asks as he leans back in his office chair and smiles.
“I need ye to look into someone fer me,” I tell him. “I have a bit of a situation on my hands, and I could do with the intel.”
He nods confidently and asks, “Aye, what do ye need?”
“I’ll write down the name fer ye. She’s the mother of Aine, and I have a feelin’ she’s got herself into some shite. I don’t know what it is, and I’m not entirely sure she’s tellin’ me the whole story.”
I grab his notepad and scribble down all the information I have on Orla. I’m not sure what he needs, but I do what I can ta offer up all the details I know. I can tell somethin’ bad is goin’ on with her.
“And she’s someone ye’ve known fer a wee while?” Tye asks as he takes the note and starts typin’ on the keyboard. His eyes are now glued ta the screen, but he’s waitin’ on my answer.
“We were datin’ a few years back and broke up before I joined the Bastards. I wanted ta take things further, but she told me she was movin’ on. Monster sent me photographic proof she’d been cheatin’. I didn’t recognise the man she was with. He was just some arsehole one night stand.”
“But then she married someone else?” Tye remarks as he reads whatever has popped up on the screen. “Paul O’Malley?”
“Aye, that was her husband, but she left him.”
Tye nods. “Give me a few hours, and I”ll get ye some more information on this. It looks like there’s a few things I need ta dig into that are password protected. The intel’s all locked up tight. It’s not goin’ta be easy ta get into this.”
Feckin’ hell, I can’t put him through all this shite. As much as I want ta find out what Orla is hidin’, what she’s gotten herself into, we all have jobs fer the club we need ta be focused on.
“If ye can’t do this, I get it. Don’t go out of yer way ta—”
Tye looks at me, and I immediately stop talkin’.
