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He would be nervous. I had him meet me for drinks at one of Dylan’s family’s bars. I want him to be seen here. If this shit goes south, he’s catching the fall for it.
“Do you know how long he’ll be gone?”
“Another two or three weeks, from what I overheard Taegan say.”
“Good, I’ll be ready by Tuesday after next. It will be close, but that’s the soonest I can get things in place. Can ya get him to me?”
“Cadlha, I don’t know about that. Do you know who Dylan’s family is? You’re playing with fire.
“I said I would get you information, but taking that kid is something else altogether. If I’m caught, I can kiss fighting goodbye and I might even end up dead,” he says with panic in his eyes.
I bite my lip and pull my sunglasses down my nose. Giving Arnold a look of lust, I drag my foot up his leg under the table. His pupils dilate and he drops his gaze to my breasts. I lean in to give him a better look down my shirt.
“If ya help me, I’ll give ya another ten grand and I’ll make sure that date I promised ya ends with a happy ending.”
“Okay, fine. I’ll try.”
“Good, I’ll have a car for you and the address of where to bring him.”
Taegan
I narrowmy eyes at the screen in the office upstairs in O’Brien’s Corner. I’m covering this place for the family since everyone’s in Ireland at the wedding. I’ve been on rotation between three of the bars as Booker and Aidan handle the clubs.
My nights have been pretty busy. Dylan didn’t want Ciara in on this task. It would have been easier if she could have stepped in with all the responsibilities I have with him gone. Too bad he’s too possessive and overbearing when it comes to her.
“That is ya, ya banjaxed slut. What the fuck are ya up to?” I say to the screen.
I noticed when Cadlha sat at one of the back tables. The sunglasses and Roaring Irish skully gave the eejit away. I swear her breast milk was laced with stupid.
I fold my arms over my chest and watch her and the melter sitting with her. I can’t see his face yet, but I plan to wait for himto face one of the cameras so I can see who he is. I don’t trust my cousin as far as I can throw her.
“I’m still pissed at the lie ya told to get into Dylan’s gym, ya box-headed twerp. Ya always take a wee inch and run for the hills. Ya keep it up, I’m going to make yer da a childless da,” I murmur to the camera.
“Hey, you okay in here?” Susan, one of the waitresses, says as she pops her head in the door.
“Aye, I’m fine,” I say and wave her off.
“Cool, I wanted to talk to you about picking up a few extra shifts.”
“Give me the dates ya need, I’ll try to fit you in the schedule where I can.”
“You’re the best.”
I just want her to go so I can focus on the screens. I toss a pen and pad toward her and shoo her off. Just as she walks out, the guy with Cadlha turns toward camera four.
“You have to be fucking kidding me.”
CHAPTER 29
Where is He?
Cadlha
Two months later …
“I have the kid.We’re at the spot. What do I do now?” Arnold says on the other end of the phone, sounding like a pussy.
Finally, he got the job done after botching it while Dylan was away. All that planning on my end was a waste. In his defense, that Tuesday his sister picked him up from school and they never went to the gym.
