Page 30 of Twisted Contract

“Why are you trying to goad me, Mirren? I know you didn’t stick your diseased dick anywhere near my wife, so it won’t work. I got her sweet cherry on our wedding day.”

“Now, if you two will excuse me, I have business to attend to that you’re delaying me for. If you two come for me or my wife again, I’ll have you arrested, Mirren. Here is the restraining order I had filed from the lovely text messages you sent her. Enjoy.”

I walk away and then I turn around, walk up to the governor, and whisper so only he can hear me, “Oh, yeah, and one more thing, Saunders. I’ve heard a nasty rumor that you raped my mother. If that’s true, I will make sure you’re a dead man walking.”

He shakes his head, and his jaw becomes slack. “That’s a lie. Your father has a lot of dirty secrets that he’s kept from you boys, and what happened between her and I…is not open for discussion. Your mother deserved better than your father and me.” Did the man just actually show a sign of remorse? Something he clearly didn’t have for my wife.

I can’t sit through the fucking meeting because the look on Saunders’s face was real. He was shocked by the allegation, and I could read liars like him. He is a professional, but this is legitimate. He might not have raped her, but something else happened that he doesn’t want to talk about. My father and I need to have a talk, but I need to speak with Jack first before I bust down my father’s door.

The meeting ends earlier than it needs to because I have no patience. “O’Neill, handle this shit. I have other matters to deal with. Excuse me.”

I’m out of there and on the street before an hour passes. My phone in hand, I have my brother’s number ringing. “Jack, we need to talk. Where are you?”

“I’m at my office in the city.”

“I’m on my way there now.” I end the call right away and then tell my driver to take me to my brother’s office. I’m itching for a fight, and I’m about to pound someone’s face in. As I’m about ready to lose it, my phone rings. I look at the screen, and my sexy wife’s image pops up on it. Fuck me. The tension slips away from my shoulders. “What’s up, Trouble?”

“I was wondering if I had someone who could take me to make these deliveries.”

“I’ll have Johnny take you.”

“Okay. Thank you. I hope you have a good day.”

“It’s better now. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay.” She ends the call, and my chest feels lighter, even for a brief moment. We pull up to my brother’s office building, and my temper is back.

“Park in the garage. I’ll let you know when I’m ready.” He nods and I leave the vehicle, walking up to the main entrance of the Chicago skyscraper. The security at the desk smiles and waves me off as soon as he sees me.

“Good morning, Mr. MacNamara.”

“Good morning, Phil.”

As soon as I enter my brother’s office, he closes the door behind me and hisses, “So, Connor, what’s going on?”

I run my fingers through my short hair, wanting to tug at it. “Bro, I just confronted Mirren and the governor. The piece of shit had a relationship with Mom of some sort. I have no idea what happened between them, or if either he or Dad are telling the truth. But he called Dad a liar and said I needed to get the truth out of him. He was adamant that he didn’t violate Mom, but that she deserved better than both of them.”

“I don’t trust either of them.” He paces and then falls back in his office chair and rubs his face.

“What’s going on with the DNA test?”

“I have them running it at a special lab. It should be here any minute. In fact, I’ll call my guy and find out.” I sit down in front of his desk while he makes the call. “Hey, Reginald. What do you have for me? Are the results in?”

“Oh, I was just about to call you. Sorry—I was on lunch. Give me one minute and I’ll get the report,” he garbles with a mouth full of food. “It looks like…I’m sorry, but John is your half-brother. You share the same mother, but you don’t share the same father together. The female DNA is unrelated.”

“Thank you. Please send over the report,” Jack says before ending the call.

“Fuck.” We both know what this means. My mother had been with a different man than Saunders.

“So, what do you think happened?

“I don’t know. I went to look to see if Mom attended a charity event with the governor, and I found one around the time that John would have been conceived.”

“The thing is, Dad wasn’t in town. He happened to be in Europe. So, Dad’s story isn’t quite true.”

“Not quite, but it doesn’t change everything. Mom could have waited to tell him, or someone else could have rescued her, like her guards. We need to find answers.”

So, Saunders isn’t the one who knocked Mom up, and that means Dad’s hatred for him is for nothing.

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