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I should feel something about that, but I don’t. All I feel is ready. Ready to take them on. Ready to bring Isla home. Ready to have a chance at a life with the woman I love. Ready for the baby she is carrying. My baby.Ourbaby. Mine and the guys’.
Ready to rain hell on Cormac and his men.
I’m aching to get my hands on Cormac and take my time with him just for deigning to touch the woman I love. Aching to make him hurt.
The cleaning crew arrives as we are walking out.
Liam walks up to him. “Hey, Michael.”
“Hey, boss.”
“While you’re cleaning the unpleasantness, box everything else up and send it to our warehouse by the river. I want this place clean as a whistle with no trace of what or who was here.”
“Sure thing, boss.” Michael waves for his guys to get started.
I walk along next to Liam down the street toward our cars. “Aren’t you afraid it’ll start a war?”
“I hope it does.”
So, Liam is on the same page as me.
Dare doesn’t respond, quieter than his usual gregarious self. At least he cracked a joke back there. It was the first glimpse of the real Dare I’ve seen since Isla went missing the first time.
Coming here was a waste of time. There’s no way that Cormac would keep who he believes to be Maggie Sullivan in one of his warehouses, but I’d hoped…
Because if she’s at his mansion, God knows what he’s doing to her.
Is she scared? Alone? Hungry?
I know how sassy she can be, so I’m worried he’s already hurt her. She wouldn’t tell him that she’s pregnant, I assume, but it’s not like he’d care if he knew.
Cormac Callahan isn’t just Ronan’s enemy. He’severyone’senemy. Dare informed me and Liam that Isla’s father, Ryan, had done some work with him and done him rotten.
Is that why he took her?
I don’t think so. That would have been twenty years ago, and I don’t think even Cormac holds that much of a grudge.
I think, like us, he’s convinced she’s Maggie Sullivan, and he thinks she’s turned on him because she hasn’t been feeding him information.
God, what if she’s already dead? What if all our dreams are dashed?
Chapter Forty-Two
ISLA
I’ve been herefor three days. I have a bathroom, and I’m fed, but I have no contact with anyone throughout that whole time.
They wait until I’m asleep or in the bathroom to bring my food in and take the dishes out.
I am on twenty-four-seven surveillance from the camera in the corner of the room.
Then, the door to my room opens, and the big man who hit me, Reese, comes inside.
What does he want?
Running, I put the bed between us. If I could, I’d close myself in the bathroom, but he is closest to the door than I am.
“Come with me.”
