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“Castle—” Eilish chokes with a stunned look on her face. “Are you—”
“Nah,” he smiles and shakes his head, reaching over and ruffling her hair. “Jeremy was the kid, from an affair your father was having with Luca Carveli’s niece.”
My heart twists a little at the way both of the girls’ faces fall a little.
“I’m still just your former bodyguard,” Castle chuckles quietly. “But hey, you wouldn’t really want to be related to me, would—”
“The devil, as they say,” Cillian growls quietly, interrupting from where he’s leaning against a side table. He arches a brow when he has all of our attention. “Is in the details. And by details, I meanmoney.”
He turns to me.
“Your brother Deimos, Callie, is good at digging.Verygood, actually.”
“Yeah, well, he practiced by stealing and reading my diary when we were kids.”
Cillian smiles. “Well, as good as he is, I couldn’t ignore a few details.”
Castle frowns. “Like?”
“Like why Declan was paying your parents’ rent and sending them checks every month.”
Castle shrugs. “My dad did a lot of dirty jobs for Declan. For Dominic Farrell, too. It could have just been kickbacks for the work.”
“Could’vebeen, yeah,” Cillian nods slowly. Then he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little plastic bag. “These,” he says thoughtfully, “are facial hair trimmings from your razor.”
Next to me, Castle’s brow knits. “Okay?”
“And these…” he lifts two more bags out of his other pocket. “Are samples from Svetlana Tsarenko and Declan.”
My pulse skips.
“From?” Castle growls.
Cillian’s brilliant green eyes blink calmly. “I dug up their graves the other night.”
I blanche, and even Neve and Eilish look a little sick as we all stare at their uncle.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Cil,” Castle mutters.
Cillian grins. “That was ajoke. Jesus. These are hair samples from old clothes of theirs—a coat of Declan’s I found in a box in the basement of the brownstone, and one of Svetlana’s hats that was in storage with a bunch of Gavan’s father’s things.”
I let the breath that’s been trapped in my lungs out in a slow stream as Castle shakes his head.
“Oh, so we tell jokes now?”
Cillian smirks as he glances at Una, reaching over to squeeze her hand.
“What can I say. I’m evolving.” His smile fades as he turns back to level a look at Castle. “Jeremy DiMarco was indeed Declan’s son.”
Something painful flickers over Castle’s face, but he nods as he sweeps it aside. “Well, then there we go. DNA test and everything.” He smiles wryly at Neve and Eilish. “Guess you’re off the hook for presents on national sibling day—”
“And so are you.”
The entire room goes pin-drop silent. My heart thuds as Castle’s hand tightens in mine. And when I turn, he’s staring right at Cillian with a stunned expression on his face.
“Hang on,” Neve breathes. “What?”
Cillian’s face stretches into a grin. “Neve, Eilish, allow me to introduce you to your half-brother Christopher.”
