Page 116 of Ronan

Den’Nisha didn’t recognize any of them either, but something caught her attention in one of the photos. That was the reason for her call. If Danny didn’t explode on me, I would have told her all I know.

“Why are you sitting in the dark?” Danika asks as she walks into the bedroom.

There’s something eerie about her tone. I turn to look at her and her expression is blank. If I didn’t know her so well, I wouldn’t know she’s just barely covering her rage.

“I have a headache,” I grumble.

“Well, I’m about to make it worse. They killed my father and my uncle. I’m not going to Ireland. I need to figure out the rest.”

“What are ya talking about?”

“I think Byron has my sister. Marlow killed my dad, and Byron helped him kill Uncle Freddie to cover all their shit up.

“And there’s a ton of shit.” She tosses a box down at my feet. “It’s all here. Uncle Freddie was onto them. I’m going to rain down hell on them.”

“If this is true, ya should be with me where I can keep you safe.”

“But that’s what they will expect. I can take care of myself. I can’t leave Dayton and Lyric vulnerable. It isn’t safe for them.

“I need to hang back to watch over them. Please, Ronan, trust me. With you gone, they’ll get comfortable, and I’ll be able to get a location on my sister.

“You leave tomorrow. You’ll be back in four days. I’ll have my sister back in a week, tops.

“If I go with you … I just have this feeling it will be too late. I was built for shit like this. Trust me to do what I do.”

I stand and cross the room to her. I press my forehead to hers. She wraps her arms around my neck.

“Please, Ronan. I’m sorry. I was wrong. I need to do this.”

“Aye, on one condition. Tadgh and Oisín will help ya. I’m coming right back, and I won’t be alone.”

“Don’t bring anyone you don’t want to see my crazy.”

“Don’t do anything crazy without me.”

“That I can’t promise, baby. Once you read everything in that box, you won’t ask me to.”

I lift a brow and turn to glance at the box on the floor. It looks like Pandora’s box, waiting to bite a chunk out of me. I sigh and shake my head.

“Should I open it tonight?”

“Yeah, you might want to. I need to know everything you know too.”

“Aye,” I groan. “I’m going to make some coffee.”

CHAPTER39

Wrong One

Ronan

I’m sittingon this plane ready to come out of my skin. I couldn’t even enjoy Noah’s wedding. I wanted to tear my hair out.

The last few days without Danny have been driving me crazy. The only thing keeping me sane is Tadgh’s hourly updates. It went against everything in me to leave my wife behind, but I heard her plea.

She needs to do this. She ignored her sister being in trouble for almost two years. She couldn’t have known, but that doesn’t change the fact that she was too angry to notice.

After reading everything in that box, I was floored. Den’Nisha still doesn’t know she has a son who’s still alive. Danika doesn’t know how she’s going to tell her.

---