“Let my brother, my girl, and her friend go, and I won’t make you suffer when I kill you.”
Marco laughed as he sat down in the booth. “You haven’t seen me in months, and that is the greeting you give your uncle?”
“You’re nothing to us!” Kane growled.
I looked at Bronagh when her body began to droop.
“She’s going to go any minute,” Matt said to Marco.
“Put her up here then.”
I took hold of Alannah’s unconscious body as Matt lifted Bronagh to her feet and held onto her as he moved her over to the booth where Marco was sitting. She instantly slumped forward onto the table, and Dominic’s roar made me jump.
“Give it a rest, bro.” Trent’s voice sang merrily. “She took a knock to the head, but she is okay.”
“Trent?” my brothers said in unison.
“Happy to see me?”
“What the fuck is going on?” Alec demanded.
“I’ll tell you,” I growled. “Marco lied when he said I killed Trent. He just wanted an easy way to pull you four deep into the business, and when you guys offered to work for him to protect me, it was the perfect opportunity.”
“We buried the little prick, though,” Ryder’s voice snapped.
“No,” I said, my voice hollow. “We buried Nala. Trent killed her when she found out he wasn’t really dead.”
The room filled with silence until Trent said, “And the slut was pregnant with his kid as well. Talk about shit luck for her.”
“Pregnant?”
I nodded when my brothers looked my way.
“She told me the day Mom and Dad were killed.”
“That was why you’ve been distant?” Dominic asked. “Not because of Mom and Dad but because of Nala?”
“I thought she fucking left on purpose with my kid, so yeah, I’d been messed up about that, but now I know she is dead and so is my kid. Having this prick haunting me every night because I thought I had killed him wasn’t fun either.”
“Does that make me the man of your dreams, D?” Trent taunted.
All focus was on Trent, and again, Bronagh blindsided everyone when she snatched Marco’s gun from under his nose and pointed it at him.
“Damn, Irish, you sure know how to play a man.”
Bronagh looked close to collapsing.
“Tell your men to back off or I swear to God, I will pull this trigger and kill ye’,” she warned. “I’m not afraid to do it.”
“Stay where you are!” one of Marco’s men growled.
“Unless you want your boss’s brains all over the place, I’d advise you to let me go to my girl or she will kill him,” Dominic said, lowly. “Trust me on that.”
Trent moved closer to the booth. “She’s bluffing. She doesn’t have it in her to pull that trigger.”
“I wouldn’t put money on that,” Kane said.
“Hey, pretty girl,” Dominic said as he slid into the booth next to Bronagh whose hands were shaking.
“I could kill ‘im and make all this go away. I could do it.”
She kept her eyes on Marco as she spoke.
“I know you can, baby, but this piece of shit isn’t worth it.”
He reached for her, but she leaned away from him.
“He wants to take ye’ away from me, and I won’t let ‘im.” She hissed. “You’re mine, not his!”
Dominic got close enough to kiss her shoulder, and whatever he whispered made Bronagh cry.
“Give me the gun,” he urged. “That’s it, good girl.”
Bronagh had slowly started to lower her arm when a bang suddenly sounded. She screamed and instinctively pulled the trigger on the gun, causing an even louder bang. I flinched, then rolled Alannah’s body under mine when more gunshots went off around the room. Minutes passed, but when everything went silent, I sat up and darted my eyes around the room. When I saw Marco’s men were down, and all of my brothers were standing, I nearly collapsed with relief.
“I didn’t mean to,” Bronagh said gaining my attention. “I got a fright and—”
“Bronagh!” Dominic snapped. “It’s okay, baby. It’s going to be okay.”
“We’re going to go to prison. Those men—”
“Will be disposed of, as will Marco and Trent when we’re finished with them.”
She looked at Kane when he spoke to her.
“We won’t get in trouble then?”
“I did a lot more for this scumbag than just hurt people, Bronagh,” he assured her. “He is about to get the experience of me fully displaying my ‘services’.”
Bronagh whimpered.
“Nico, Kane ... we can talk about this,” Marco said, then cried out in pain when Alec rounded on the booth and pressed a finger into Marco’s wound, making me almost vomit.
“Out of all the things on the to-do list, Marco,” my brother growled. “Talking to you won’t be one of them.”
I checked on Alannah, making sure she was breathing as I pushed myself to my feet.
“Bring Alannah to the room I’m putting Bronagh in,” Dominic said to Kane who approached me. “They’re soundproof, so they won’t hear a thing if they wake up.”