Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 107012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
She begins raining blows down on him that ring out through the room. I wince as his neck makes a cracking sound under the force of one of her punches.
A few paces away, Ciarán has gotten free of Arnold’s hold and is beating his ass. I smile. The kid’s form is damn near perfect.
Arnold swings, but Ciarán ducks and comes up with a killer uppercut that sends Arnold flying back like a piece of paper in the wind. My chest swells with pride.
It all happens so fast. The guy who had been holding Ciara before gets to his feet and scrambles for the gun on the floor that Sean dropped. Ciarán grabs his pack and pulls what looks like my favorite Glock that I keep in my office.
He then aims at the asshole who’s reaching for the gun to aim at his sister and fires a shot at his leg. The dude cries out and reaches for his leg, the gun he didn’t have a firm grasp on falling to the floor.
Ciara kicks him in the face, but he grabs her foot and throws her a little off balance. I rush over and place the asshole in a choke hold. He taps my arm frantically as I squeeze the life out of him. My arm and side are burning, but I’m not letting go until he’s not breathing and never will breathe again.
“Don’t you fucking touch my sister,” Ciarán barks out, his voice cracking like it’s been doing a lot lately.
I glance up to see Sean has gotten back on his feet. His face is pretty fucked up. Ciara whipped his ass.
“Ciarán, you don’t want to do this,” Lily Young says.
“I’m tired of him picking on us. I’m tired of you guys trying to take our happiness. This is our home. We’re happy here. You’re not taking me from my sister and you’re not taking her away from me.”
“I don’t want to take either of you away, honey. I came here to make sure you guys remain safe. But Ciarán, I need you to let the adults handle this. Put the gun down, sweetheart,” Lily coos.
Slowly, she’s inching toward Ciarán to try to get the gun from him. Ciarán begins to lower the gun, but Sean’s stupid ass lunges for Ciara. Ciarán lifts the gun and shoots.
I toss this guy’s body to the side and jump to my feet. Lily jumps in front of the bullet meant for her brother and drops to the ground. It all happens so fast.
Ciara ducks out of the way as Sean tries to grab her. She then takes him to the ground and wraps his neck with her legs as she pins his arm. My chest swells with pride as I watch the light go out of his eyes.
His body goes limp, and Ciara gets to her feet. She rushes to pull Ciarán into her arms as Laki goes to wrap around them both. The look of relief that covers his face is evident. Ciarán is shaking as he hugs his sister back.
“We’ve got you, buddy. Your dad would be proud of you. We’re going to take care of everything,” Laki chokes out.
“Look at what we found,” Uncle Ronan croons as he and Logan drag Cadlha and the lanky dark-haired guy back in.
“We need a medic. She doesn’t deserve this. She’s not like them,” the one Ciara called Amy cries out.
“They’re safe. That’s all I ever wanted,” Lily says as she lies in her arms.
“Lily, don’t you do this. Not for that piece of trash. He’s not worth your life. You fight. Come on, stay with me,” Amy pleads.
“A medic and cleanup crew are en route,” Uncle Ronan says.
“Ach, you should go, they put your wife in one of the squad cars and took off,” Brooklyn says.
“Aye, she knows what she’s doing. She’s luring them away.”
“That’s a problem I need to address. I’ll come with ya.”
“Ya don’t have a working phone. I’ll go,” Logan says.
Another shot goes off, and I turn to see where it came from. Ciara is standing with a smoking gun. Cadlha is lying at Uncle Ronan’s feet with a bullet between her eyes.
“I told her I was going to do it.” Ciara shrugs.
“Welcome to the family, love,” Uncle Ronan croons.
Ronan
After making sure Dylan got medical attention and giving instructions for the bodies he and his bird collected, I took off to take care of my wife. I had already put in a call to get her representation before I could arrive.
I find Bobby Mairettie is already here as we enter the station. Brooklyn and Logan are on either side of me. While they know I’m married, Brooklyn is the only one who has met my wife.
“McGowan, I didn’t know you were in town. You didn’t check in,” Detective Strong—or Detective Shit Face as I like to call him croons as he saunters over to me.