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“We could go in the same way as your sister,” Cillian suggests.

The memory of my last time on this property haunts me. “How do you know where she got in?”

“I was always watching.”

After finding out just how close Enya was with Sullivan, it makes sense she knew where to sneak in here. Which has me wondering if Ronan really did shoot her to punish him too.

I’m also questioning if Sullivan knew about the deal made with my father.Did he tell her about it and that’s why she acted so recklessly?

Shaking the thoughts from my head, I try to focus on the mission at hand. I may never know what led Enya to Ronan’s office that day, but I know how it ended, and the vow I made to her as she took her last breath. And that means I know exactly what I need to do now.

“Lead the way then, Killer.”

Chapter 52

As we pull ourselves into the back window I watched Enya sneak into all those years ago, I can’t help but think about how everything has come full circle. As soon as Nessa’s foot clears the window and we’re in, Lev cuts the power.

We take a minute to let our eyes adjust to the darkness as the sound of guards running outside the door filters in, sticking to the back of the room with weapons drawn just in case, but no one so much as cracks open the door.

We have three minutes left to get to Ronan’s office, if my plan doesn’t backfire.

It helps that the only light in the house comes from the same room where I watched Enya, my sister in all the ways that counted, bleed out in Nessa’s arms.

“One minute,” I whisper as we approach the door.

Glancing in, we can see Kai tied to a chair while sitting on a box that looks oddly familiar. He is gagged but awake. I feel proud when I catch sight of him wiggling his fingers in the rope tied at his back.

We trained him for this, now we just have to trust him.

With thirty seconds left, I push the door open the rest of the way and walk in with Nessa. Boris stays in the hall, waiting for his moment and acting as back up in case our team misses any of the guards. Everyone is using silencers, in the hope that Ronan will be none the wiser to his team falling around him while we put on a show.

“Ah, there she is,” Ronan says with a broad smile, ignoring my presence. He moves to hug her, but she raises her gun and presses it to his chest.

“Didn’t your mother ever teach you to get consent before touching someone?” Nessa sneers.

I see his jaw tick as he glances at Kai. “Careful there, Little Doll. You can shoot me, but I’ll still have time to press this.”

He holds up a small trigger, and that’s when the box registers. It’s the same one that was under Nessa’s father when he was blown to smithereens.

I step towards Kai, but he shakes his head and Ronan grins as if he just won a prize. “See, that’s better now. How about you put that gun away and we have a littlechat?”

Nessa lowers her weapon, her hands shaking slightly as she realizes our son is sitting on a fucking bomb.

Right on time, Ronan’s phone rings. He glances at it, then back at Nessa, ignoring the call.

“You might want to get that,” I suggest, causing him and Nessa to look at me skeptically. The ringing stops, but then starts right back up again. “Could be important.”

Lifting the phone, he presses the answer button. I know what he sees as soon as the video pops up.

“Checkmate,” I say just as Sullivan starts to speak.

“Hey there, Ronan. How’s it going, eh?”

Ronan’s brows pinch as he looks from his phone to me and Nessa. My goal is to keep his attention on me as long as possible.

“Where have you been?” Ronan asks.

Sullivan laughs. “You know me, a little bit of everywhere. But you should really be asking where I am right now.”

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