Page 85 of Starting Over

“I’m not sure. Declan walked in, followed by them. King, this is my brother-in-law, Duncan. He’s Duane’s brother.”

King held out his hand to Duncan, ignoring Sal.

“Good to meet you.”

Turning to Declan, he snarled, “What the fuck did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything. He showed up at the station and was coming here next. I could have let him blindside you.”

“I was fucking blindsided. You could have picked up the phone.”

Declan shot a glance at Jack, and King turned.

“Did he call you?” he shouted.

“Yea, but he didn’t say who was with him, just for the prospect to let him in. I thought maybe Fury was back for some reason.” Jack shrugged.

“Fury was here?” Sal asked, looking at Tyran.

Tyran didn’t flinch as he held Sal’s stare, and I wondered what was going on. I never met Fury. I knew he was the father of the girls that were here this morning, but King had asked me to stay in the kitchen, so I did.

“How about we get the introductions out of the way, and then we can talk in church?” Declan suggested.

Cash and Gunner stood behind King. Declan hadn’t said a word, so I took the initiative and introduced everyone.

Behind me, Jack and Shotgun sat at the bar. “Hey, Jack, why does Maureen’s brother-in-law look more like King than O’Malley does? They related too?”

“No.”

“Yes.”

Declan and the doctor at the bar spoke at the same time.

King looked over at the bar. “What the fuck are you talking about, Bane?”

“You’re related to them both. You can see it in the bone structure of your face.”

King looked at Declan. “What the fuck is he talking about?”

“The man’s a drunk. He has no idea what he’s talking about,” Declan scoffed, but I saw it. I may have been the only one because I was standing so close to him, but I saw the fear flicker across his face.

“Declan?”

“I’m not fucking drunk. Asshole kid won’t give me anything but fucking coffee.” He stood from his stool and walked over. Pointing out similarities between Duncan and King.

Sal looked between the two of them, a question in his eyes.

The same question we all had.

How would Duncan and King be related?

Duncan was only fourteen when King was born. Kathleen would never have cheated on Curran, let alone with her son’s girlfriend’s brother...

“Oh my God!” I gasped.

I looked at King, then Duncan, then Sal. How had I not seen it? Darcy left right before Declan did.

I spun around to Declan.

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