A gruff voice bellowed out through the phone “Kyle, me bahy you ‘ave two secahnds to explain what de foehck you are callin abooeht, and de way you spahke”
(Kyle, my boy you have two seconds to explain what the f**k you are calling about, and the way you spoke)
Kyle answered with one word “Maisie”
Gaelic ripped from the phone “Cé a ghortaigh an f**k mo aingeal” The swearing was really fast and so very furious”
(Who the f**k hurt my angel)
The phone abruptly shut off, casting a shadow over the once-bright summer sun. As the darkness loomed, a distant sound of wheels crunching and a rumbling truck engine reached their ears. Declan, known for his fierce driving skills, possessed a power that could potentially ignite a catastrophic reaction if the Russian pack were to discover his unmistak
