Page 48 of Her Michigan Mob Boss

“How do you figure that?” Will asked.

“He keeps asking where Will’s hiding me, not the women or the girls or whatever else he might call us.”

Will nodded. “You could be right.”

“Can we use that?”

“Maybe.” Will focused his attention on the screen once more.

He roared with fury as the man he’d called Mike drew his hand back and slapped Erin across the face, knocking her to the floor. “Motherfucker!”

Mulhearn tipped his head toward her. One of the other men dragged her back up onto her knees.

“Tell me where they’re hiding, or I’ll let each of my men fuck your ass before I put you on the auction block.”

My stomach churned. I couldn’t believe I’d wanted so desperately to meet this monster. What he was threatening to do to Erin was so disgusting I didn’t have the words to describe it.

“I’m going up there.” Will keyed in the code to open the door. “You wait here.”

“No, Will.” I was too late to stop him. He stepped outside and pushed the door closed behind him. It locked with a quiet click.

Emily got up and tried to use the cellphone again. She cursed as the call didn’t go through. Unable to take my eyes off the screen, I watched as Will emerged from the pantry, firing off bullets that hit two of Mulhearn’s men before he was taken down by a shot to the shoulder. It was so surreal, like watching a movie. I couldn’t process what I was seeing.

I turned away from the screen as Emily opened a cabinet in the bedroom area and withdrew a rifle like the ones the men upstairs were carrying. The way Emily handled the weapon told me she knew how to use it.

“What are you planning?”

“I’m going to help my family.”

As she headed for the door, I stepped in her way.

“Come out, little whore.” Danny’s voice drifted over the intercom. “You have one minute. Then I’m going to make this one watch while we take turns fucking his sister before slitting his throat.”

Emily tried to barge past me, and I shoved her back into the room. “Wait,” I urged her. “Let me go up there. They don’t know you’re here. I can distract them.”

“Yeah.” Emily nodded. “There’s only Mulhearn, Bannon and that other guy left. I can take them.”

She didn’t sound confident enough for my liking, but there was no alternative. We had no idea if Ciaran had gotten the alert about the intruders, and I couldn’t just sit here and watch his family being torn apart.

“Okay.” I took a deep breath and motioned for Emily to unlock the door.

As I walked upstairs, I felt Emily’s presence behind me. I held my hands up as I emerged into the kitchen. Two guns swung toward me, and I yelped.

“Ah, this must be Ciaran’s little slut.” He looked me up and down. “I must say I’m disappointed.”

“I’m disappointed too.” My voice was steady despite the fear coursing through my veins. “When I came here to connect with my cousin, I didn’t expect him to be pond scum.”

“Ah, yes, I heard we’re related.”

“Distantly.”

I glanced at Will, who was slumped in the corner. A lanky skinhead held a gun on him. I turned to Erin, whose assailant was an older man with a thick gray beard. He held her by the hair, a gun pointed at her head.

“Hmm, and yet you spread your legs for a Reilly. Where’s your family loyalty?”

“I didn’t know about any of this when I met Ciaran.” I took a few more steps into the room, moving away from the door so Emily could get a clear shot. “And we’re not really family, are we?”

I edged toward the wooden table at the side of the room, hoping it would give me cover.

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