Time To Make A Plan
509 Words
They closed the club for a couple days. Posted that they were doing spring cleaning. Even got some guys in to clean the carpets and resurface the stage and bar top. Dominic came in with pizza and Everyone sat down at one of the round tables to eat lunch. Liam was still hanging out with Donavan at his motel so he was still with them. Damian pulled Saoirse's chair closer to him and leaned in for a kiss. "Mmm. Pizza" He growled grabbing up a piece.
She smiled at him. Grabbed a piece for herself. "I like pizza fine, but really love Philly steak sandwiches."
Dominic laughed. "I'll keep that in mind. Maybe tomorrow?"
"So..." Donavan said around a bite. "What are we going to do to get this guy out in the open?"
"I have been thinking about it Da, and I think we should use me to lay a trap." Saoirse said. Taking a drink of water to wash down her pizza.
"The hell we will!" Damian growled. "We are not using you as bait!" He was adamant.
"I'm with him, girl. No way I'd trust you any where near that man."
"Don't you see, if it's controlled he can't hurt me." Her eyes darted between Damian and her Dad. "You both will be close by and can get to me before he can hurt me."
"I hate to admit it, but she might be right Damian." Dominic spoke up. "She's the key in all this. He wants her. He's not after our business. Only her."
Liam nodded. "Shaun isn't interested in running the business. He father sent him here to try and get him involved, but he's in a world of his own. One his father wants nothing to be dealing with. He was causing Thomas to much trouble in Dublin. Always getting into trouble or causing it. He thought sending him here would help. It hasn't. Then after seeing a picture of Saoirse he got it into his head marriage would settle him down. He wanted Saoirse." Liam looked at his brother. "I tried turning him away from her by taking him to our club and introducing his to our girls, but No. He took up with Lena, but never took his interest off Saoirse."
"All the more reason then that I'm the one to get him out into the open." She said.
"I don't like it. No, he's too unpredictable! That man is off his head!" Damian leaned back in his chair. He reached for her hand. Squeezing her fingers between his. "I...can't Irish. I can't stomach the idea of that guy touching even a hair on your head." He looked deep into her green eyes.
She smiled softly. "I know, but Damian, I'm tired of being locked up in here worrying about his next move and not being able to enjoy my life here." She pleaded. "He's made me a virtual prisoner here."
He nodded. Then licking his lips he turned to Dominic. "Okay, how do we do this and keep her safe?"
- Writer
