Patrick: An Irish Mafia Romance Novella by Maura Rose

Author:Maura Rose [Rose, Maura]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: TNA Publishing
Published: 2020-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

There was something about kidnapping that nobody ever really bothered to mention. It was scary, yes, and confusing, and Sinead was admittedly worried for her personal safety. But the thing that nobody ever mentioned was that it did a real number on your dignity.

For example, she had to ask for her hands to be freed to go to the bathroom.

This was not how she’d planned on spending her weekend.

The moment she’d woken up with her hands cuffed to a bed in some dingy apartment with a guard posted, she’d known exactly who’d done it. The McCourts. Who else would be so goddamn bold or want to hurt the Donaghues?

She might not be a Donaghue, by law or by blood, but her father was their most trusted lieutenant. She didn’t have any personal enemies, but if someone wanted to get at the Donaghues, going through her father was a good way to do it. And who else besides the McCourts would want to, who else had just had their would-be assassin taken down by Sean, their plan foiled?

It scared her, she couldn’t lie to herself about that. God knew what they’d do to her. Her guards had been rotating, checking on her and making sure she had food and water but she hadn’t spoken to any actual McCourts—the wife was in charge now, Sinead struggled to remember her name, and she had two sons and a daughter—or even a lieutenant.

She was just an object to them. Just a bargaining chip. And Sinead knew that they’d have no problem hurting her to punish her father if that was what it took.

If they thought she was going to go quietly or take this lying down, though, they had another think coming.

“Hey!” she yelled. “Can you assholes maybe bring me some takeout? I want Chinese! Some mushu and some kung pao? Orange chicken? Shrimp fried rice? Don’t forget the fortune cookies!”

The guard sitting in the chair looked like he really wanted to be anywhere but here listening to her yell, but tough shit. If she had to literally ask permission to use the damn restroom then she was going to be as bratty as she damn well pleased. Couldn’t they at least put her up in a hotel or something? Someone’s home, maybe where one of the lieutenants lived? There was no reason to be such assholes about it.

“Hello?” she yelled. “Haven’t you guys got dignity anymore? Civility? I thought we were supposed to be gentlemen about this! This is one step up from a warehouse! The spiders are bigger than my hand!”

“Then you don’t want to see the cockroaches,” the guy grunted in response.

“I’ll feed you the cockroaches,” Sinead snapped. Like a few little bugs were going to scare her. She rattled the handcuffs and supposed she should be grateful they weren’t using ropes on her. She supposed handcuffs were more convenient.

“Watch your mouth.”

“You watch yours. You couldn’t even put me up somewhere properly? You’ve got a gun, what am I supposed

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