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“Meeeh,” she grumps, grinning sleepily at me as she grabs my hand. “Why?”
We’ve already talked about what happened with the trust. It’s not even really about the money. I mean, yeah, it’s a fuckload of cash. But compared to what I’ll be making now that I’m running the Kildare empire, it’s actuallynot. Which is…a weird reality to be living, I’ll say that.
So it’s not about the money. It’s that someone out there isn’t content with just shooting at me or Callie. They’re trying to fuck with me, too. And what’s worse is that they’reactuallyfucking with the families of the men I watched die.
I smile as I lean down to kiss her. “Grocery store. I’m cooking tonight.”
“Shit, right,” she groans. “Houseguest.”
“He’ll behave, don’t worry,” I chuckle, pulling on jeans or a t-shirt. “Or I’ll kick him out.”
She sighs as she slips out of bed. My pulse spikes as the sheets slide off her nude body and I see her turn to grin at me.
“Or I might just kick his ass out anyway,” I growl, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close.
She giggles as she slaps my hand away. “Oh my God. Go get food. I’m going to put on some clothes and clean the place up a little.”
I grab some veggies from a local market and fresh fish right from the docks. I’m amused when I see one of the dipshits I tuned up the other night working on one of the boats. But he’s got the good sense to make himself scarce as soon as he sees me.
I’m already back at the old pickup truck when my phone goes off.
“Deimos,” I grunt as I yank open the door. “What can I do for—”
“It’s not you.”
I frown. “What?”
He lets out a long sigh. “I’ve been talking with Cillian. I know what Callie dug up in your old apartment, Castle, and I know exactly what it looks like, and what you’re probably thinking. Butit’s not you.”
I go still, my throat tightening as my ears begin to ring.
“You’re not Declan’s son.”
It feels like a knife stabbing into me. Not because I’ve just been told I’m not that prick’s bastard blood. But because it also means I’mnotactually Neve and Eilish’s half-brother, which has been at the forefront of my mind ever since Callie showed me what she found. It’s an idea that I’ve been getting more and more used to.
So yeah, that kind of stings. A lot.
“I’m sorry, Castle.”
“What…” I close my eyes and shake my head as I sink against the side of the truck. “How do you know that,” I growl quietly. “What did you find?”
“I’ve been doing a deep dive into the Carvelis and some of the other Italian families in The Commission, and I started finding lots of skeletons in lots of closets.”
“What kind of skeletons?”
“Ones like the fact that as well as Svetlana—and about a dozen other women—Declan was fucking Luca’s niece, Silvia.”
My mouth twists. “And?”
“Andthat’swho he had a bastard son with.”
My heart wrenches a little.
“Look,” he sighs. “I know there was some information on that hard drive Gavan got from Drazen talking about ’the child’, and yeah, all the circumstantial stuff pointed to Svetlana being the mother. But the Silvia thing is one hundred percent ironclad.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “Yeah, but how do you know—”
“I got my hands on Luca’s private notes, Castle,” he growls quietly. “Again, I’m sorry. I can only imagine what’s been going through your head since you found out, or rather thought you found out. Especially with what it means for your relationships with Neve and—”
