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“Now,” she turned to me. “What are we doing about getting Teeghan and Sloane back?”

“Conor and Killian are already on their way,” I said. “Believe me, there’s no way in hell he’ll let those boys get away with their lives. The thing we gotta focus on is taking care of our other enemies.”

She nodded. “Teach me.”

I grabbed her by the throat, squeezing slightly, before pulling her by the throat to me. Her lips were satin underneath mine and she tasted like strawberries again.

My new favourite fuckin’ fruit.

Chapter Twelve

Lorcan

Teeghan’sbustedlipmademy anger mount. How could anyone think that I’d allow someone to do this to one of our family and get away with it?

Saverio hadn’t lasted long after we’d left him in the basement. Declan had checked on him but he said the wound had been nasty enough that he must have died overnight. We had a clean up crew down there now.

“It’s not as bad as it looks,” she said to me with a smirk.

“Tell me what happened,” I commanded. She took a seat in my office and relaxed into the back. She thought she was showing me she was okay, but I saw the wince. Her back was pretty messed up from what I’d heard from Jye.

“So…we were telling them that we would be leaving to come home,” she started. “Shit had gone down with Bridget, and Percy let the brothers know. They seemed nervous, but I assumed it was because of the shitfuck that was happening now with the Moriarty’s.”

“So it was the brothers then?”

“Oddly enough, no,” she said. “At first I assumed it was them but Mateo had been trying to hurry us along when we were packing. It was annoying but when I started getting flashbacks, it had been him and Bastian who were trying to get us out the door.”

I leaned forward. “You’re telling me Mateo and Bastian were helping you?”

She nodded. “In what way they could. Obviously they didn’t do it in front of others, but when it came down to it, when it came down to getting us home, it was Mateo.”

My anger shifted a little and I sat back in my chair, trying to make sense of all of this.

“Bridget mentioned that Saverio had said something interesting when they were alone in the library.”

Teeghan’s eyes lifted at that revelation but she didn’t respond.

“She said he seemed to be hung up on a photo of Clem.”

“He liked her?”

I shrugged. “I never knew it, but it does appear he blames me for her choosing me.”

“That’s a long game of playing close friend to try and end you like this. He sounds like a fucking bastard.”

“Just like Ronan.”

She stiffened at the name and it made me angry that he had done this to her. Again.

“Look,” she sat forward. “When I got home, I was holed up in that room while Conor drank his anger away with the MC, so I had a lot of time to myself. I picked up that book we stole from the church about the family trees and I did a little digging.”

“Okay…”

“So you know Jeremiah and Ronan are not truly O’Brien’s. They are, however, Kennedy’s. Sons from my father’s indiscretions with another woman. I had no idea and had always assumed it was from my mum, she wasn’t exactly a kept woman, if you understand me.”

“Your da slept with someone else?”

I nodded. “Yeah, turns out it was someone close to you.”

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