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I knew exactly what I was looking at. The fucker was recording her. I yanked the cord out of the wall, watching a unit on the top of the TV to fall back. I moved over to it and pulled it up, looking at the red light. It was muted, and probably hidden by a decoration on the TV so it didn’t arouse suspicion but it was definitely a device you could see and hear in this place.
How long had they been planning this?
I got close to the device, making sure they could see me.
“You messed with the wrong brother, O’Brien. This shit is personal. I’m coming for you.”
I threw the device to the ground and stomped on it before I grabbed my shit and headed for the door, angrier than I could have ever imagined I would be.
He’d woken a beast, and until I had my girl back, no one was safe.
SLOANE
I listenedin on the conversation outside the door. My wrists were bound, a big chain leading to the floor. All I could do was sit on the bed and wait. The chain had been resting on my leg and it had been freezing but I’d been able to shift my body just enough so that the heavy thing wasn’t touching me. I heard Darren’s voice and another who I could only assume was Ronan. It had been a while since I’d seen or heard from Ronan so it was tough to say.
My heart knew I should have believed Killian, after all, he came all the way to Dublin to warn me. If only those goddamn arms, eyes and body hadn’t distracted him from his cause, we’d both be safe. I knew he would come for me, and honestly, I hoped he didn’t. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if he got hurt trying to rescue me.
All I could do was try and find information and get a way to feed it back to him. My exhaustion was starting to hit hard though and I knew sleep was needed to get me through the next ordeal. They hadn’t even checked on me since I woke up so I assumed I was a bargaining chip.
As if on cue, the door opened and I felt my mouth slide open in shock when I looked upon my cousin Sinead.
“I’m sorry it came to this,” she said, her uplifted and sweet voice gone. Instead, she spoke with a harsh tone, just like one my mother had used on me when she hadn’t been happy with me.
“You called me to Dublin to kidnap me?”
“No,” she replied quickly. “I really didn’t think you would come. You’ve always been so attached to that damn town. In fact, when you did decide to come, we had to move up our plans.”
“What plans? Why do you even care about the O’Farrell’s, they don’t have anything to do with Dublin.”
“And that took years to rid their power over this city. Soon, they’ll be removed from Ireland and then the real fun begins.”
“So you get rid of one family in power to replace them with another? You know what power does, right?” I asked, getting angry.
“The O’Farrell’s had no right to take over in the first place.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You really don’t know the town’s history, do you?” Sinead replied, a sly smirk appearing on her face. I knew that smirk. She’d always used that right before she was about to do something mischievous. “Poor little Sloaney, always seeing the good in people.”
“The O’Farrell’s aren’t so bad, Sinead. You’ve never liked them and I have no idea why.”
“Why should I?” she squared off with me, coming closer to the chains attached to the floor. “They ruined my daddy’s business. They ran us out of town and we had to start over in Dublin, only daddy had to still pay them to do business here. I went to a shit school, and got next to nothing education to have a boring job that severely underpaid me and then there’s you.”
“Me?”
“You and your perfect face, skin and family. My own mother gave you her house, and I’m her only daughter. My entire life I’ve had to live up to the perfect Sloane Carpenter and now I’m the one that’s wanted, the one that will have power and everyone will bow down to me.”
That’s when I realized just how bad this was. Ronan wasn’t in charge. Sinead was and I had walked straight into her trap.
Fuck.
“Killian will come for me.”
I don’t know why I said it, I hadn’t even realized I had been thinking it until it had been said.
Sinead smiled again. “I’m counting on it, Sloaney.”
I hated it when she called me that and she knew it.
