Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 83120 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83120 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“I see.”
Where’s he going with this?
“So even though no one witnessed what happened, the fact that she’s here will rouse even more suspicions than ever.”
I look to Keenan, but his eyes are on Father Finn.
“Yeah, it would,” I tell him. “Except no one’s supposed to bloody know she’s here.”
“Not as simple as that, I’m afraid.” We all watch him. He always has something to say, and it’s never anything helpful, like “here’s fifty thousand quid,” and it’s always something he’s heard or seen. “Her mates have been trying to get in touch, and when they couldn’t they started inquiring. No one knows yet, but Vivian came to me.”
I nod slowly. “And what did you tell her?”
He meets my eyes squarely. “Nothing yet, son, but you’ll have to be careful.”
“Of course.” My voice is tighter than I intend, angry at the very thought of anyone coming between me and Aisling.
Keenan’s eyes come to me. Hell, every man in this room is watching me. Is it that obvious that I’m attached to her already?
I’m on my feet, pacing the room, while Finn says what he needs to.
“You fought that night,” Father Finn says. “You were supposed to have a prize of one of Vivian’s women.”
I bloody well did.
He goes on, while frenetic energy courses through me. I’ll punch the hell out of the bloody punching bag in the basement when all this is over, expend some of this energy.
“Aye. I was.”
“And when they couldn’t find you or her, rumors began.”
“Of course they did.” Christ.
Keenan clears his throat. “We secured Tiernan that night and made sure to spread rumors to avoid suspicion.”
“Right,” Finn says. “And it worked initially, but you have to understand the Prime Minister knows his son was involved with things he shouldn’t have been. You know if he catches wind that the McCarthy Clan is responsible for even harming his son, he’ll see the lot of you put in jail.”
Silence falls over the room with sickening finality. Tully finally breaks the silence.
“Then we’ll do what we have to.”
He’s looking at Keenan, and Father Finn frowns.
“Of course,” Keenan says. “We’ll make sure Tiernan’s safe as well.”
We’ve much to discuss, but we need to do so when Finn and his spying ways are out of the fucking room.
Father Finn gets to his feet. “Be careful, boys,” he says with a sigh. “We’ve had peace here in Ballyhock for years.”
Relative peace, that is, but he doesn’t know the work we’ve done behind the scenes to keep it that way. The last major battle we had involved an infiltration of our guards back when Fiona had just graduated high school. The last time I saw Aisling. It seems like it was bloody ages ago.
Keenan stands and shakes Father Finn’s hand. “We’ll see to it no harm comes to the girl or Tiernan, and that peace reigns in Ballyhock, father.”
Finn shakes his hand back.
“Counting on you, Keenan.”
Keenan puts his arm around Father Finn’s shoulders, guiding him to the exit. “The men and I’ve been talking, Father. Seems the steeple at Holy Family’s in need of repair, is it?”
They continue their discussion as Keenan leads him to the exit. We’re on friendly terms with the residents of Ballyhock because of our generous contributions to the church and our assurance of peace. We keep crime at a minimum, donate to the local school, and have such a reputation with the locals that they never question who we are or what we do.
The Prime Minister, however…
Keenan shuts the door behind Finn and sighs.
“Call Brady,” he says, jerking his chin at Carson, Clan bookkeeper and resident hacker. Brady’s our private investigator. He looks to Cormac next. “Cormac, you’ll call Walsh as well. Get him in here for a private chat, will you?” Local police chief.
Cormac nods. “Aye.”
Then his eyes come to me. “Tiernan, pack a bag. I’m sending you and Aisling to St. Albert’s. Just for now, a few days. We’ll visit at the weekend and update you on all that’s going on, but you’ll be safest there.”
The Clan’s finishing school’s a second home to me. Many of the Clan’s family and friends are employed there, as teachers and staff while raising the younger Clan members before being inducted into our Clan.
It’s a simpler arrangement than here at the mansion, but we’ve had heavy security detail there for bloody ages.
“It’s a veritable fortress,” Keenan says. The mansion is, too, but if anyone comes looking for me or Aisling, the mansion is the first place they’ll go. “I’ll be able to communicate easily with you if you’re there, and you two will be safe. Let’s do the investigation. Your only job is to keep her safe and be sure she doesn’t do anything that puts us in danger.”
I nod. “Aye.”
Keenan looks to Lachlan next. “Bring Fiona here. It’s time the girls reunite.”