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“Oh, baby, I know you’re not bluffing,” he huffed. “Trust me.”

“Take your men and leave, Declan,” I ordered. “Because if you think that I’m going to let you silence another witness, then you’re mistaken.”

“Well, fer feck’s sakes,” Noah drawled out. “Did no one teach ye no’ ta eavesdrop, lass?”

I almost laughed.

Instead, I said, “Leave.”

“I can’t do that, baby,” Declan said, his voice a little louder. “Now, tell me why you sound like you’re struggling.”

“Could have something to do with the two dead bodies in the kitchen,” a fourth voice suggested, and while there might not be five of them, there was definitely four.

“Keavy, are you hurt?” Declan asked, his voice taking on a hard edge.

Instead of answering him, I said, “Leave before I’m forced to kill you, Declan.”

“Answer da feckin’ question,” he snapped. “Ere ye hurt?”

“Come inside and find out,” I taunted.

“Da lass probably has da place boobytrapped,” Noah snorted. “Feck me.”

“Keavy, I’m coming in,” Declan warned. “Do not fucking shoot me.”

The only good thing about Declan’s accent was the dead giveaway of when he was really pissed or not. Granted, it didn’t matter as far as our futures were concerned, but it gave me the edge in this particular situation.

“That depends on if your men come inside with you,” I told him, laying out my stipulations.

“It’ll just be me, baby,” he replied. “I promise.”

“You don’t have to promise,” I informed him. “Just know that if you’re lying, then I’ll kill every last one of you.”

“Jesus Christ, who is this broad?” the first voice asked incredulously.

“She’s Declan’s girl,” Noah answered.

“Does she know that?” the second voice snorted.

Ignoring them, I didn’t lower my weapons, and it was a good thing that I didn’t. As soon as I saw Declan coming around through the living room, I noticed that his gun was aimed directly at my head, and I couldn’t help but admire that he wasn’t as stupid as I’d given him credit for. He hadn’t underestimated me this time, and he got points for that.

“Keavy, why are there two dead bodies in your kitchen?”

I shook my head. “A better question is what are you doing here?”

Before he could answer, I showed my hand by wincing, and taking everything back that I’d said about Declan not being stupid, the man put his gun down before rushing straight over to me.

Chapter 31

Declan~

“Motherfecker,” I hissed as soon as I saw the blood oozing from her shoulder. “Noah!”

“Declan-”

“Do no’ feckin’ shoot us,” I ordered. “I feckin’ mean it, Ke’vy.”

Before she could agree or warn us, Noah, Brody, and Tearney were making their way into the cabin, and as soon as Noah saw the same thing that I did, his blue eyes widened before shaking his head. While he didn’t look upset exactly, he did look bothered.

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