Chapter Twenty-Five
Ronan woke to the sound of his phone. Chloe’s body was wrapped around him and he didn’t want to move. He loved the feel of her against him, but the only person who would call this late was Brendan. He shifted and eased out from under Chloe. Then he sat up and took his phone to the other room.
“Yeah?”
“Cahill’s dead.”
“What?”
“Massive heart attack. He got to the hospital and they worked on him. He was stable for a little while but then had another attack. He’s gone.”
Ronan sank to the couch as the full meaning of Brendan’s words hit him. Alan Cahill was gone and he was the only lead they had to find out what happened to their father. “Fuck.”
“That about sums it up.”
“What do we do now?”
“Give me a couple of days to regroup. Alan might’ve been hiding something, b
