Page 114 of Dylan
“Rumor has it there’s a big fucking payday coming her way. All she has to do is marry that Irish motherfucker she’s been here fucking.”
“Are ya fucking kidding me? The deal was I would bring ya here to her and ye would get rid of her for me. I knew ye couldn’t be trusted,” Cadlha screams. “She’s not fucking marrying my man.”
“Yes the fuck she is. I’m going to take our little Ciarán here and she’s going to do whatever the fuck I tell her to if she wantshim back. I am his legal guardian after all,” Theo seethes while snatching Ciarán out of his seat.
I make eye contact with my brother to let him know I’ve got him. I’m proud of him as he gives me a small nod to let me know he’s okay. I need to keep Theo calm and talking to give Danika time to get here.
I take a deep calming breath. “Relax, you don’t need to do this. You’re not his guardian either. This could blow up in your face if you take him, but I’m willing to work out a deal with you.
“You said two million. I’ll double that. Just?—”
Theo releases a maniacal laugh. I freeze and start to inch for my gun. I will blow his head off if he so much as moves wrong toward my brother.
“Two million. Do you think I’m stupid? The McDougal clan is worth billions, and you are set to inherit it all. I don’t want a measly two million. Shit, I ran through the twenty million your parents left you within five years. Thank God O’Brien was willing to pay me to keep you away from here.
“I don’t want the two million, sweetheart. I want it all. Every single dime. Your boyfriend is loaded. You won’t miss a dime,” he scoffs.
I reach for my gun. Twenty million dollars? My parents left us twenty million dollars, and we were forced to live like shit.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” I stiffen at the sound of the voice that comes from behind me.
Devin.I should have made sure he could never walk again. I’ll make certain to fix that this time.
Dean
Ronan pulls upto the Fighting Irish right as a Porsche comes flying into the lot. I wouldn’t find that strange if three undercover police cruisers didn’t arrive just moments behind it. Dylan jumps out of the Porsche and storms into the building, ignoring the cars that are chasing him.
I would know his big, tall, blond ass anywhere. That BDE walk he and his brothers have radiates off him in this moment. My scalp begins to tingle. I don’t get the feeling these guys are friendly.
Especially when they don’t get out of the cars to follow him inside. Something stinks. From what Ronan told me on the way here, Dylan is indon’t give a fuck mode. This can’t be good.
“Ronan, baby. Get out of the car and head inside to help. I’ve got this.”
“Ach, what are ya thinking? I don’t like the look on yer face.”
“I’m going to buy Dylan some time.”
Ronan reaches for the back of my neck and kisses me hard. I can feel his possessiveness in the kiss. He shouldn’t worry so much. I’ve got this.
“I’ll be fine. No record, remember?”
“Aye, but that’s my point. There’s no trace of ya. This will place ya in the database.”
I shrug. “It’s for my family. We all sacrifice at some point.”
I wink at him as he groans then rushes out of the vehicle. From this angle, we can see the cop cars, but I don’t think they can see us. Ronan moves swiftly to head inside through the back entrance.
I chew on my lip. With the renovations, the back of the building is a challenge to go in through, but it’s the best option right now. It would take too long at this point to go around to the side entrance and these assholes are sitting out front. I climb across the console into the driver’s seat.
Placing on my seat belt, I then put the SUV in gear and fly around the corner to ram right into one of the cruisers. The other two turn on their lights, but not the sirens. I grin and sit waiting for them to come to me. When I see who the officers are, I roll my eyes.
These assholes have a death wish for sure. LaSalle has already had a conversation with me about them. Their photos are on my desk.
“Good evening, Officers,” I purr as I roll down my windows. “I’m so sorry about that. A spider startled me, and I lost control. My husband is going to be so angry with me. So much for game night with the family.”
“Can you please step out of the vehicle?”
CHAPTER 41
