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Gil let out a low chuckle that told me he was at least starting to entertain the idea. “You know, Jax, for a golfer, you’ve got a hell of a nerve sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

“And for a billionaire, you’ve got a hell of a track record of ignoring red flags,” I shot back.

He laughed outright at that, the tension breaking for the first time since the call started. “Alright, hotshot. I’ll talk to Fiona. But if this doesn’t pan out, you can kiss any favors from me goodbye.”

“Fair enough,” I said sincerely. “But trust me, Gil—this will pan out. Ballybeg was never the right move.”

He sighed heavily, muttering something I didn’t catch, and then said, “You’re lucky I like you, kid. Otherwise, I’d have cut you loose the minute you started meddling.”

So, he’d known for a while that I was in Ballybeg and why. Well, we were both playing coy, so I couldn’t exactly blame him.

“And yet here we are.”

Gil laughed again, the sound booming through the phone. “Alright, let’s see how it goes since you’ve wasted a lot of my time. But if you’re wrong, Jax, I?—”

“I’m not. And if I’m right, which I will be, you’ll owe me a favor.”

“I’m already behind on time and money because of your meddling ass, and you want more favors?”

“Yeah, one more. If you go with Fiona’s deal, I need your help in crushing Cillian O’Farrell.”

“If what you say is true about him inflating the prices to fuck me over, don’t worry about Cillian O’Farrell. By the time I’m through with him, he won’t be able to sell his bait to a shrimp boat captain,” Gil promised.

The line went dead, and I let out a deep breath.

Dee came out with a couple of guests and led them to one of the benches.

I snagged her hand as she walked past me.

“I’m working,” she hissed.

“I have news.”

She stopped and waited.

“Gil thinks he’s lost the county council. He just called me and ripped me a new one.”

She seemed to have stopped breathing, and her eyes went wide.

“Dee, darlin’?”

“I…really?”

I pulled her down so she’d sit on my lap.

“Yeah, really.AndGil promised to fuck Cillian O’Farrell up. Between the county investigating his meddling with the land valuation and Gil kicking him in the balls—I think we don’t have to worry about Cillian ever again.”

Dee flung her arms around me and kissed me loud and big on my mouth. “You’re like the best boyfriend in the world.”

“I know. That’s what they all say,” I told her cockily.

CHAPTER34

Dee

As Jax promised, the council’s vote had come in.

No.

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