Just as I’m about to exit the pub, Erin grabs my arm. I refrain from recoiling, but only just.
“Where ya going with my brother?” she asks, eyes darting to the doorway where Liam has stopped to talk to some bird.
“Oh, Liam is your brother?” I ask, playing dumb.
“Aye, and he’s someone ya don’t want to be messin’ with. Please, just go home.”
“I’ll be fine. Thanks for the heads-up,” I reply, surprised that she seems genuine.
“Jaysus,” she mutters under her breath, reminding me why I’m here. “Mind yerself.”
Nodding, I don’t faff about and leave Erin behind as the boys and I follow Aidan and Liam around the corner. They walk casually, hinting nothing is wrong. We’re just a bunch of mates, out for a casual dander.
But whatever faces me, I know won’t be good.
When we turn down an alley, th
