“Well, I prefer not to believe you. I’ll stick to my books,” she huffed. “Those are much better than this movie.”
Throughout the rest of the afternoon the three of us have been binge-watching several of the movies we used to watch as well as indulging on desserts. I usually refuse to eat so much fattening food. It’s not that I’m on a diet I just like to maintain my weight and sugar intake. Not needing my sugar levels to go sky high.
Being a type two diabetic eating too many sweets without having the proper amount of insulin I would be in trouble.
The ringing of my da’s phone startles me out of my thoughts. I turn my attention to him as he pulls his phone out to see who it is. With a frown on his face, he excuses himself from the room. Glancing at the clock on the wall next to the entrance Da went through, my eyes widen at the time.
Who would be calling Da at this time of night? Then I realize I need to go prepare for later. It’s nearly time for me to leave.
“Alison, would you want to come hang out with me in my room?” I ask, wanting to spend as much time as I could with her before running away. Though I know I won’t be away from her long, she doesn’t. I know what I’m gonna do will hurt her feelings, but I can’t have her blow our plans to have a life away from the Alliance.
It’s something I need as well as Alison. We both deserve to find our Westleys in this life. To become what we want. I, for one, want a man who would fight through hell for me, not just take me away to keep his ranking in the Alliance. By being with me he would become nearly as powerful as my father.
She will understand when I come to get her from the nunnery.
Making our way into my room, I close and lock the door behind her. No need to have someone walk in on us as I pack my things.
“What’s going on, Bridget?” she asks quietly.
Sighing, I glance at her from the side of my bed as I kneel to reach under and grab my knapsack. I know I’m the dramatic one and this one will be one for the books.
Da said I’m a bright light in the clouds, well I’m not about to allow my light to be diminished by some man I don’t even know.
God, I sound like a broken record repeating myself.
“I’m leaving tonight before Da hands me over to Dean,” I murmur.
Tears well in her eyes. “Where are you going?”
Fuck mo shaol.
Chapter 5
Dean
The past two days have been two fucked up days beyond all belief. From the moment I received Jackson’s call I’ve been on edge.
When Jackson and I got to the clubhouse, I’d been relieved to see my cousins’ little girl in her parents’ arms. Yet if not for Kayne fucking up by leaving her in the car, Keegan could easily be in the air right now alongside Jordan.
After making sure Keegan’s okay, I followed my cousins and everyone else to the room these men hold church. I’ve always found this term interesting, whereas I simply call my men into my office when I need to speak with them, otherwise I give them their jobs to do and they get it done.
I tell them all what I can, for now, figuring it best to allow Jackson to tell what he knows as the door closes behind us. Explaining when he found out about Jordan and how she’s associated with Kayne. Moving on to the most likely reason as to why Kayne decided to keep Jordan after the contract, she should never have been in, had been broken. The dickhead even lined up a contract for Keegan; he planned to hand her straight over to the other man when he’d gotten to Ireland with the child.
Once I find out who this other man is, I’ll be sure to pay them a visit. The tension in the room escalates as the meeting progresses. Jackson shows them the files that contain information about the connection between the Bryne family and the Diaz Cartel.
As Jackson finishes, I inform them of a few more things, however, I’m keeping the most important part for later when we’re about to touch down in Ireland. If who I suspect will be with Badger is, they need to know exactly what they will be facing. I could easily tell them but with Jackson still in the room I’m not risking it. Like I said before, he’s good to work with but that line is a fine one to walk when it comes to either side of the law. And this bit of information could send one man in particular over the edge when he finds out. I won’t let him find out until it’s time.
The two of us finished giving the members of the Devil’s Riot MC the information they need to know. I explain to them not all of us believe in these fucking contracts the Alliance deals with; however, there’s nothing we can do about it. Not when Tomás MacDermott, the Boss, says it’s the only way to keep ourselves close and allied with each other. I’m hoping that I’ll be able to change his mind on these contracts when I meet with him after we get my cousin back from Kayne.
Badger, I’ve learned over the past months, has a bit of a temper and right now he’s damn lucky I love my cousin to put up with his shit. Doing my best to hide my annoyance, I inform him and his brothers I have my private jet ready to leave tonight as I already intended to head to Ireland. I also state I have room for him to bring five extra men with him.
Time
