Page 117 of Dylan
“Lily, don’t you do this. Not for that piece of trash. He’s not worth your life. You fight. Come on, stay with me,” Amy pleads.
“A medic and cleanup crew are en route,” Uncle Ronan says.
“Ach, you should go, they put your wife in one of the squad cars and took off,” Brooklyn says.
“Aye, she knows what she’s doing. She’s luring them away.”
“That’s a problem I need to address. I’ll come with ya.”
“Ya don’t have a working phone. I’ll go,” Logan says.
Another shot goes off, and I turn to see where it came from. Ciara is standing with a smoking gun. Cadlha is lying at Uncle Ronan’s feet with a bullet between her eyes.
“I told her I was going to do it.” Ciara shrugs.
“Welcome to the family, love,” Uncle Ronan croons.
Ronan
After makingsure Dylan got medical attention and giving instructions for the bodies he and his bird collected, I took off to take care of my wife. I had already put in a call to get her representation before I could arrive.
I find Bobby Mairettie is already here as we enter the station. Brooklyn and Logan are on either side of me. While they know I’m married, Brooklyn is the only one who has met my wife.
“McGowan, I didn’t know you were in town. You didn’t check in,” Detective Strong—or Detective Shit Face as I like to call him croons as he saunters over to me.
“And I’m pretty fucking sure I told ya it would be a cold day in hell and every witch on a burning stake there would have frozen tits before the day I ever check in with the likes of ya. Step aside and get the fuck out of my face,” I growl.
He scoffs and turns his attention to Brooklyn and Logan. “What the fuck happened to you two?” he says with a frown as he looks their faces over.
“We happened to each other. Imagine what happens to those we don’t give a shit about,” Brooklyn bites out.
Danny’s laugh grabs my attention. I turn to find her walking out with a smile on her face as she looks up at the captain. I love that crazy laugh. It brings a smile to my face.
“I’m so sorry about all of this. I’ll be happy to pay for the repairs,” she says as she bats her lashes.
“Nonsense. We should be paying for your repairs, for putting you through this. Things like this happen all the time.
“My wife just did the same thing about a month ago. The spider actually bit her. I don’t see why you were brought in for driving your husband’s vehicle.”
“Oh no. I hope she’s all right now. Not many women who look like me have husbands with the last name McGowan. In their defense, I still haven’t changed my ID.
“I was also a little nervous about how my husband would react when he found out what I did to his new truck. I believe your detectives took that as nervousness because the vehicle wasn’t supposed to be in my possession.”
“Bullshit, excuse my language. I want to apologize on their behalf. You have my number if you ever need anything.”
Danny comes to my side, and I tuck her under my arm. Strong narrows his eyes at her as he works his jaw. He nods to himself and pulls a hand down his face.
“We’ll meet again,” he says.
“Ya should hope not. It’s time ya start to listen to yer superiors.”
“Fuck off.”
I shrug and turn with my wife to leave. This eejit has never understood when to back off. I give Danny a squeeze.
“Is she okay?” she whispers.
“Aye.”
