Page 73 of Destroy (Deadly Hearts 2)

“Oh, ha,” she comments. “I get you. It was all a long time ago. Ancient history.” She shrugs and I take her at her word.

“You know about their past?” I ask quietly, hating myself for the fish. I should be asking them, not her.

She shrugs. “Some, not all. Cillian is more of an open book about it than Declan is. It’s like getting blood from a stone with that one. Behind those blue eyes lies a deep trauma that blackened his soul.”

“Yeah,” I mutter, really hoping that Declan didn’t share his deep trauma with Scar. Something tells me that with alcohol or not, if he didn’t tell Siobhan, he wouldn’t have told my sister. But Siobhan has unwittingly given me some valuable information. If Declan doesn’t spill, Cillian will.

“Anyway, I’d better get on. You’ll be wanting that passport soon,” she says, finishing her tea and placing the cup in the sink.

I nod. “How did you get into this?” I ask a question about her, so it doesn’t sound like I was only pumping her for information on the Gannon twins. Not that I was, or anything…

“Where we grew up, so many kids ended up in the gangs when they didn’t want to be. I saw the destruction it caused to families. I wanted to help. This is my way of helping anyone who wants out to escape.”

“You’re doing a good thing,” I murmur, knowing how some bosses are of the mind that it’s ‘in for life’.

“Yeah,” she says with a smile and disappears into a back room, leaving me to stare out at the men embroiled in a discussion that looks serious and doesn’t involve me.

I don’t like the look of this one bit. I sense a ganging-up about to happen and I don’t mean that in the good sense either.

Fuckers.

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