The calm following the storm. A time to take stock, weigh up the damage and to plan retribution. A meeting of the clans, taking place next door to each other. The Saints in their pub, Dad"s, and the Larkins, Arries. Nobody thought to walk next door with a flag of truce, to parley a ceasefire or even a peace settlement, but one thing they agreed upon, not that they openly shared this agreement, was they each sought the O"Neills. The Saints for the dealing out of pain and retribution, and the Larkins, well, they thought they should be first to make an alliance with this powerful family. For the time being anyway.
A nervous Nadia called on Chas Larkin. She had come to like the lad who"d had such a diabolical upbringing, and she really wanted this operation to have worked: the detached retina
