“What the fuck!”Rafe roars, pacing the length of the room.“I should just kill him and be done with it.”
“That won’t help,” I say, drawing a glare from both of them.“This isn’t coming from Konnor.It’s his mother.”
Rafe nods before turning to Regina.“What do they want?Visitation rights?”
“No, Rafe,” Regina says sadly with a shake of her head.“He wants the last piece of his brother.He wants my baby.”
Chapter Five
Torments Borrowed, Blood Blue
Rafe
My sister’s untimelyreminder we’re needed in more than one place leaves me with a desire to clone myself ten times over.Instead, I make the call I wish I didn’t have to under any other circumstances, and pray he answers.
“Boss,” Dom says without preamble.
Silence fuses the international call as he realizes his mistake.
“Old habits,” I say softly, letting him off, once.
It’s the only time it will happen, and only because I need a favor.
One I know he’ll respect in my sister’s honor.
“What can I do for you?”His tone remains reserved, clipped.
More like my father, even myself than the rough boy who pulled himself off the streets and now heads a Family of his own.A swell of pride fills my chest and it’s my turn to struggle for air.
“Regina had a call from our Irish friends.It appears Konnor wishes to claim her child.”
“That’s ...rough.”Amusement tinges Dom’s voice.“This will be messy.”
I laugh outright.“Bored, brother?”
“You have no idea.”He pauses.“Actually, you probably do.But my staffing problems are not yours.What do you need on this end?”