Page 18 of Dublin Charmer
Sean snorts. “You realize you two share the same genetic makeup, right?”
Bryan waves away the insult. “I took the lion’s share of the brains.”
“That means I got the brawn,” Brendan says.
“You fucking wish.”
I chuckle. “It’s good to have you back, Brenny.”
“Aye, it is,” Tag says. “So, let’s get this done and get upstairs to celebrate. Who wants to go first?”
Sean leans forward. “Piper confirmed with her brother that this wasn’t a McGuire hit. In fact, Gravely’s making enemies left and right on the south side.”
Tag steeples his fingers. “I’ve been stuck doing damage control. All medical costs for our guests and the catering staff have been covered, and I think I’ve smoothed all the ruffled feathers. The last thing we need is more bad blood.”
“What about the cops?” Bryan asks. “Is this going to come back on us?”
Tag shakes his head. “From what our man on the inside says, we’re clear. Too many witnesses spoke up to say Gravely’s men struck unprovoked.”
“Because Gravely’s gone fucking rogue,” Sean adds.
Tag casts a look at me. “What have you learned by digging into the hacker’s network?”
“Not a damn thing,” I snap. “It’s not like I can just start opening files. It’s delicate work. I’ll let you know when I have something and if I don’t—I don’t.”
Tag’s eyebrows shoot up. “What’s got your knickers in a twist? You’ve been a right moody shite since yesterday. Did the gunfight shake you up that bad?”
“Fuck off. I’m just as much a Quinn as any of you arseholes. A firefight isn’t going to faze me.”
“Then what is it?”
I blow out a breath. “If you must know, Ginny and I…had a moment at the party. I thought maybe...”
The laughter starts with Bryan and spreads like wildfire.
“Wait,” Bryan wheezes, “is that who those earrings were for? After one shag?”
“Christ, Finn.” Tag shakes his head. “You’re too eager, little brother. And she’s what, seven years older? She used to babysit you.”
“And what about the ten-year age gap between Sean and Piper?”
Tag waves it off. “Look, let me give you some advice. Ginny’s a great girl for a good time, but she’s never wanted our lifestyle. Don’t take it personally.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what she said.” Tag’s words sink in, and I eye him suspiciously. “Wait. Haveyouslept with her?”
He shrugs. “Back in the day, after Siobhan. We tangled up a few times.”
Sean snorts into his whiskey. “She’s got a thing for Quinn boys all right. Had me after one of Da’s parties years ago.”
Bryan and Brendan exchange looks, then burst out laughing.
“What?” I demand.
“We thought we were the only ones,” Brendan says. “We hooked up before Bryan and Yasmine got serious.”
“Both of you?” My voice cracks.
Brendan lounges back, smirking despite his injury. “It’s a twin thing, kid. The ladies love a fucking tag team.”
