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Robbie protectively puts a hand on my leg. “I’ll find them and make them wish for a quick death. Which I will not give them.”

I look at him. “What now?”

“Come back to my place for now. At least you’ll be safe there.” He does a U-turn and starts back down the road. “I’ll call the guys and come have them sort this.”

“Do you have food at your apartment?” I ask curiously.

“Listen, I missed shepherd's pie for you last night. If you haven’t eaten Molly’s food, you’re missing out.” I stare at him, and he chuckles, “You’ll see what I mean.”

“Who’s Molly?” I ask, a little put out.

“She’s the woman that has taken care of all of us for as long as I remember but hates what our family does, loyal as fuck and not someone to start with.” I grin. “You’ll see, she’s an Irish lass if there ever was one.”

I look into the side mirror to see the smoke still billowing. I take out my phone and text Carmine. “I’ll send the Sorvino team to deal with the fire brigade. Let’s just get somewhere safe and not out in the open.”

He reaches over and squeezes my leg softly. “It’s going to be okay, love.”

I don’t know about that.

Chapter 11 - Robbie

Someone has it out for Dina, which makes me feel like I need to track them down and kill them because they’ve painted a target on someone who belongs to me. That crosses way too many lines for me to feel comfortable with. I know we’re always in danger with the work we do, but this feels like it’s more than that.

I briefly consider whether or not someone has discovered that we have feelings for each other and that they’re targeting Dina to get to me. Or maybe they’re targeting her because she’s keeping everyone calm with all of this infighting.

I can’t trust anyone to watch out for her except me. There’s no one I can trust more than me to make the right decisions to protect her. After I sent Callum there, she was different. Something went down, and she wouldn’t say what, but I know. I briefly consider questioning Callum, but instead, I keep quiet. I want to burn the world to the ground for her the way they burnt her home down, but I also know she’s stubborn and won’t tell me what’s happening. I pull into the parking spot near the pub and lead her toward the building.

“Are we in time for dinner?” she asks.

“Yes,” I comment, pulling the door open and letting her in ahead of me. Everyone glances up at her, but I don’t say anything as I lead her to our booth. Jarryd has little Iris in his arms, obviously babysitting for Daniel and Natalia.

Ronan waits until we’re settled before he asks everyone to bow their heads, prays over the food Molly and her team have made, and then welcomes the guests with open arms.

Once the prayer is done, general chit-chat arises, and instantly, I can hear the complaints about foreigners at dinner becoming a regular thing.

Dina sits awkwardly and picks at her food but doesn’t say anything. She’s too polite. I clench my fist, but my brother smacks his crutch against the bar to get their attention.

“If you don’t like that we have guests, you’re welcome to bring it to me directly and then fuck off without food.” He glares at them, and they fall silent.

They start talking about something else, and Jarryd sets little Iris in her car seat next to him as he begins to eat.

“Didn’t think you would be good with children, Jarryd,” Dina comments. “You’re always on your own mission.”

“You’d be surprised how good I am,” he chuckles, and I smile. I like that my brother and my secret girlfriend get along.

Ronan meets my eyes, and I turn back to my shepherd's pie. I’m glad she made it tonight and not the other night like I thought she did. It’s delicious, thick, and rich, and I could marry Molly for her food alone.

“Once we’re done eating,” I turn to Dina, “you can go have a cup of tea with Molly in the kitchen while Ronan and I discuss what’s happening.”

Ronan snorts, and I glance at him before I look back at Dina, who is glaring at me. “Are you dismissing me?”

I open and close my mouth several times when the front door opens, and Daniel walks in. I glance behind me, thankful my older brother is here for once.

“Thanks for watching her,” Daniel breathes as he slips into the booth beside Iris’ car seat.

Jarryd grins. “It’s a pleasure. Robbie’s about to have his head taken off, so you’re just in time.”

That’s what happens when you have little brothers; they don’t let you forget you’re in trouble. I turn to Dina. “It’s not that. It’s that I think you would be… safer.”

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