Wrath (Irish Mob Chronicles Book 5) by Kaye Blue

Author:Kaye Blue [Blue, Kaye]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-08-17T00:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Fisher

I had left in a huff, far too much like a simpering bitch for my liking, but what was I to do?

The urge to ask questions of Jade, figure out exactly what Nya had told her had been strong, but just as strong had been the desire not to again be reminded of where I stood in her eyes.

And where I didn’t.

Besides, there were other ways to get information, and I was on my way to do just that.

I’d put this trip off for a very long time, a year in fact, but things were moving and it was time for me to put all the pieces into play.

Tracking him down had been easy.

It was funny, because as a child I had thought of him as some larger-than-life character, invincible, living in America and ruling its streets. The reality that had confronted me when I got here was quite different from that.

As I got older, I had heard things, little bits of information that made me think perhaps Aengus was not all he pretended to be. But when I had arrived, seeing the true nature of him in person had been a shock.

It hadn’t changed anything, not really, but had been yet another reminder that I needed to keep my wits about me, and not rely on what others said.

The dilapidated house that he called home wasn’t out of place, nor was the fact that when I knocked at the door it took several minutes to get an answer.

“Who the fuck is it?” came a graveled, tired-sounding voice.

“Open the door and see,” I said.

I listened intently, heard the gun as he cocked it. I wasn’t at all surprised. I probably would have done much the same. I waited, feeling something like nervousness as the door was pulled open.

It had been a long time, thirteen years, since Aengus had seen me. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew he was in for a shock.

“Who the fuck are—”

His eyes widened with recognition and he reached out and pulled me inside hastily before closing and locking the door.

I made a quick check of the surroundings, saw that they looked as shabby as the outside but appeared to be relatively clean.

The same couldn’t be said for Aengus.

He was still formidable in his own way, but the years since I had seen him last had taken a toll. He was leaner now, probably because he had preferred drink to food for as long as I could remember and that was finally catching up with him. It was also clear that he wasn’t exactly rolling in the dough, but he seemed to be carving out a little way for himself.

I wondered what made that possible.

From what I’d learned, the Murphy brothers had cut him off and shut him out. Yet another reason to hate those bastards. What kind of people cut off their own flesh and blood?

“I thought you were dead,” Aengus said.

He still looked a little bit shocked, but I guessed he deserved that.

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