Liam is late, and I know that’s no coincidence. I also know they’ve found Aidan’s body.
I was expecting this call, seeing as I was technically the last person to see him alive. They’ve called bullshit on his story, which means they’re looking for answers. And they’re thinking those answers sit with me.
He’s testing me, as this pub is full of Doyle spies. If I look nervous, then he’ll assume I know more than I’m letting on, which is why I calmly sip my pint, pretending to be engrossed by a game on my mobile phone.
How my life has changed. I’m living a double life, but then again, it seems everyone is—Connor, Uncle Sean, and Babydoll.
I can still taste her, and it’s been three days. But I’ll never be able to rid myself of the taste.
She scares me more than the Doyles, and that’s ’cause
