Deadly Alliance by Kathleen Rowland

Author:Kathleen Rowland [Rowland, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing
Published: 2016-02-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Obscure but potent, that’s how Sean Rourke liked it. His weak eye, that one that bugged him, twitched. After his father’s beating, he orchestrated real life drama. Why not gain control?

A few hours ago, when tracking Lester Kelly, two knife-wielding recruits chased after the trickster. The nerve of Les never ceased to amaze him. This morning, after stealing Takbir’s cocaine, he tried to sell it to recruits.

To save Les’ ass once again, he pulled out his gun and used his Indiana Jones voice against them. “I ain’t got time for this bullshit.” His beef was not with Takbir unless they killed Les before he did. The aspiring jihadists dashed up the hill with their lives intact. They knocked down an old lady who made a call with her cell.

He guessed Les headed downhill. With every deal, he skimmed cream off the top, but Les wasn’t playing God. He was!

It all began after Sean overheard a bit of his family’s blarney, this time eloquent and true. A few years ago Les Kelly set up a secondary Edward Smithson account. Money laundering had never been easier, and the Roaches entrusted their hero with a map. For Les’ personal use, he siphoned money from his investment partnership. The Irish weren’t bothered until he stole from them. Bragging and greed got the best of Les. The Irish decided to hunt him down, and Sean grabbed one of their guns. When Waterfront Roaches go after someone, they Facebook, Instagram, tweet, and upload to YouTube. Scare tactics worked on Les, and the pathetic, nervous Nelly visited the bank.

Irish shooters tracked Les who parked and left his twin brother, Liam, in the car. Did the shooters not know about his autistic twin? Agitated was Liam’s middle name. Before Les returned, Liam stormed from the car in search of his brother.

What a stroke of luck! Twins, how convenient! Sean shot Liam, and the shooters assumed one of them took Les out. With all the commotion, Les slipped out a side entrance and fled down the alley.

Mistaken identity cost Liam his life. Les escaped with his. On the run from the Irish mob, he didn’t even have to fake his own death. The press had a heyday. Random Drive-by Shooting. Lester Kelly Caught in the Cross Fire. Now the cagey bastard faced his eleventh hour.

Sean pricked up his ears to rustling.

Behind him, a voice said, “Thanks for interceding.”

Sean turned to see Les, sloppy with his desire to live anew and walk in broad daylight. “You’re welcome. Swords are making the news. I felt the need to protect myself.” Sean shaved his beard. Omar al-Anbari understood his reasons for blending in. Heck of a lot of fun being a friend to so many.

“Have we met?”

“Maybe. I don’t know where.” Sean dismissed the idea of making an introduction. Being more or less dead, Les faced a challenge. With rival gangs after him, this was the wrong time for Les to birth himself.

Les gazed at Sean’s ball cap with the Scotty the Bear motif.

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