-Ronan-
I had fallen asleep in my office and woke to the sound of my phone ringing beside my head. I quickly grabbed it, looking around, confused. I’d gone for a quick walk last night before the sun rose, and then… I groaned. I’d gone back to drink and must have passed out. I rubbed my eyes tiredly before answering, not even checking who was calling.
“Hello?” My voice was hoarse.
“Good to hear you’re alive!”
“Colum.” I sighed, running a hand down my face. “Not thanks to you.”
“I had no idea—”
“I know,” I said, not blaming him.
It was obvious the informant Colum caught had purposely tried to get caught. But who was after me?
“Is everyone okay?”
“No. Grayson isn’t. He’s hanging in there, I believe,” I replied.
“Keep me updated, but Ronan…”
I could read his mind, and I already knew
