Page 61 of Filthy Feck

Me:Interesting.

Aidan:What happened to the kid? The girl?

Eoghan:If I remember right, oncoming traffic knocked her down. I have a feeling she died in the hospital but I don’t remember more than the bare bones.

Declan:Your job sucked. I thought working for Da was bad. At least we didn’t have to kill kids.

Eoghan:Why do you think I tried to get out? At least working for Da came with a penthouse. All Uncle Sam got me was PTSD and into deeper shit than anything my mobster father could cook up.

Me::/

Me:Aidan, you’ll back Lyanov, won’t you?

Aidan:I don’t see why not. Lyanov might not have kept Moscow happy but he’s maintained order in New York, and that’s all that matters to me.

Me:I think you should check in with Padraig, Declan.

Declan:He hates being called Padraig. His road name with the Sinners is Sin.

Brennan:So original.

Declan:Don’t think he gives a flying fuck what you think of his road name lol. What do you want me to tell him, Kid?

Me:Star’s a Sinner. Whether she remembers that or not. Just loop him in so that he knows I’m working on bringing her home.

Declan:You want him to know about this?

Me:Of course. Katina is Star’s daughter. If you update him, then Katina’s sister can at least reassure her that I’m hunting Star down.

Aidan:Surprised you thought of that.

Me:She’s the one who told me Star was gone.

Aidan:Really? So, she’s a good mom then? From what Savannah told me of Star, I wouldn’t have thought she was the type.

Me:She’s definitely the type.

Brennan:What did she leave her for then?

Eoghan:Don’t worry, Con. I’ll kick his ass on your behalf when I see him next.

Me:Appreciate that, Eoghan. (You’re a jerk off, Bren.)

Brennan:I own it.

Finn:Kid, remember, if you need help, we’re here.

Me:I appreciate that, deartháirs.

Declan:Let us know when you land.

Me:Being a dad has turned you into a real mother hen lol.

Declan:I’m not ashamed of it. ;)

Lips curving, I switched screens and went to reserve a flight.

I had a name, and I had a location.

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