When Irish Eyes Are Smiling by Matthew Robbins

Author:Matthew Robbins [Robbins, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2016-12-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Ronan wasted no time getting into the passenger side of Molly’s car. Felix briefly thought about driving the truck, but didn’t relish the idea of rocketing pell-mell into the sea. Molly pulled away once Felix was situated in the back. Ronan sat silently rocking in his seat in front of Felix. Not knowing anything else to do, Felix placed a comforting hand on Ronan’s shoulder. It was instantly shaken off. Felix’s face flushed as he withdrew his hand and sat back cradling it as if it were scalded.

“How bad—” Ronan began speaking with a strangled tone before clearing his throat and trying again. “How bad is he?”

Molly placed her free hand on his knee.

Oh, she’s allowed, Felix thought before becoming disgusted with himself. His jealousy knew no bounds of propriety or decorum.

“We don’t know, love. Postman found him in the yard. He’s alive. He’s breathing. That’s all I know. I heard the dispatch and came looking for you lot.”

“How long did it take to find us?”

Molly paused before answering. “Best part of an hour.”

“God damn it!” Ronan punched the dashboard, crying out in physical pain.

Ronan turned to hold his hand toward Felix who had already leaned forward to assess the damage. He looked into Ronan’s glistening eyes as he gingerly unwrapped his hand. Once Felix saw blood on the inner layers of bandages, he wrapped the hand back up quickly. “You’ve burst a stitch or two. We’ll get you fixed up at the hospital.”

The thirty-minute drive to the hospital was tense and silent. Felix kept his eyes shut for as much of the trip as possible. Western Irish roads were terrifying to him at the best of times, but at the speeds Garda Redmond drove them, keeping his eyes and his mouth firmly closed was best in this situation.

Ronan was already opening his door before the car had fully stopped. Felix made to open his, but Molly stopped him. “Maybe not at the moment, love. I’ll be back out presently. You need the radio?”

Felix declined music, settling down to relax and process the situation. He awoke with a start some time later when Molly opened his door. He accepted her offer to ride up front with her.

“Is Lorcan going to be okay?” he asked.

“I think so,” Molly said. “He’s right lucky the postman came when he did.”

The car glided out of the hospital’s A&E parking area at a much slower pace than they’d pulled into it. “Are we going to go get Ronan’s truck?”

Molly shook her head. “Another Guard already took care of that.”

“Then where are we going?”

“That’s up to you,” Molly said.

“Is my time up already?”

“Not exactly, but it can be.”

Although his first thought was asking Molly to get him the hell out of here, he said instead, “What are my options?”

“Things are much more complicated than just punishment for petty crimes and misdemeanors now. How much has Lorcan been helping you around the farm?”

“About fifty-fifty.”

Molly raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, like, sixty-three to forty-eight or whatever. I’m not good at math.

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