Nodding, I kiss her forehead. “Thank you. I’ll be there in a minute. I need to make some calls.”
She smiles, but it’s strained.
Once she’s gone, I reach for my phone and dial Cian.
“I know yer angry with me for what I did to Rory, but I need yer help.”
He sighs, hinting he’s listening.
I tell him my plan and that although it’ll probably end in a lot of bloodshed, it’s the only way we can end this once and for all. Hearing it aloud confirms this is possibly the worst idea I’ve ever had. This is an open invitation to all my enemies.
But I’m ready.
“Well, what d’you think?”
“I think yer goin’ to need a f*****g arsenal to pull this off. And double the number of men to help.”
“Aye, yer right. I was thinkin’ of payin’ a visit to Ron. Surely he knows where I can get what I need.”
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