Page 137 of Vengeful Guard

I thought staying away would keep her safe, I though someone else would protect her better.

I was wrong.

Now, come hell or high water, I’m saving her, and I’m keeping her for myself, safe by my side. Forever as mine, if she wants me.

She is my princess.

But they’re her brothers, they deserve to know. But what do I really have to tell them? All I really know is that she was taken by the Murphys, that they have her, but I have no idea where.

How the feck will I find her? She can be anywhere by now?

I pace back and forth, trying to come up with a plan, the best plan to get Paige safe and sound back into my arms.

Then it hits me.

Cormac. He knows all about Murphy’s comings and goings.

I scroll my phone for his contact and hit call.

He answers right away. “Who’s hurt?”

“You know me too well, but my hope is no one.” God, I do hope Paige is not hurt, that they just took her without harming her because if they harmed her, hurt her in any way, I’ll unleash hell on them, I’ll make them suffer, make them wish they were dead long before I grant them their wish. As for Jeremy and Aiden, they are dead, not hurt. “I do however need some information.”

“Aye? It’ll cost you a pretty penny.”

“Don’t you worry about what it costs me,” I hiss. “I know you have your fingers in all the pies, Cormac. I know you work for Murphy as much as you work for Burke, and he knows it, too.”

“Aye? I’ve never kept that a secret.”

“I don’t care that you’re kind of a rat, what I need to know is where Murphy has been hiding out. Any addresses you have, I’ll take them.”

“Give me a couple of minutes. Anything specific I should look for?”

“Yes. Somewhere they might use to hide an unwilling guest.”

“Gotcha. Prepare the pay, I’ll call back in two minutes or less.” He hangs up the phone.

I call Declan. It rings until voicemail picks up. I hang up and ring Gray. No answer either.

I call the cleaners to give them my current location. As soon as I hang up, my phone rings.

“Cormac, what’ve you got for me?”

“Payment first.”

Fecking leech. “The transfer’s ready to go as soon as I confirm your intel’s good. I’m not throwing my money away. But, if it pays up, I’ll give you double what your miserable life’s worth.”

“I’m not sure that works for me, Sullivan.”

“Very well. If you don’t start talking, my next stop is a visit to you, and I will get my answers the hard way before I kill you. How about that?”

“Jesus Christ. Fine. You got a pen?”

I put my phone on speaker and open the notes app.

“Shoot.”

He rattles off a few addresses, and I make sure I have every detail right by repeating each one back to him when he’s done before I hang up.

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