“That was a good call.”
I hate that his voice brings me comfort right now, but it does.
“I’m just leaving Kieran’s, so I can be there in a few minutes. Tell her not to move once she’s out and to stay out of sight until she sees my car.”
He hangs up before I can even respond.
My fingers tremble as I call Mila back, and when she answers, I swallow a sob of relief.
“He’ll be there soon. It’s going to be all right, Mila.”
“I’m scared.”
I have to cover my mouth to muffle my own sobs.
Mila has endured so much pain because of me. She lost her brother because of a stupid decision I made, and yet she still chose to stand by my side.
I’m going to do everything I can to ensure she doesn’t regret that decision. “Where are you now?”
“I’m on the fire escape.”
“Good, that’s… good.”
“Oh, my god,” Mila breathes after a beat.
I clutch the phone tighter. “What? What is it?”
“I see Ronan’s car.”
My legs buckle, and I have to grab onto the edge of the couch to stop myself from hitting the floor.
“You’re safe.”
Mila pants as she runs toward the car, and a moment later, Ronan’s deep voice filters through the speaker. This time, I let myself sink to the floor as tears roll down my cheeks.
“Thank you,” I sob, even though he can’t hear me.
He got to her in time.
“Ciara?”
I barely notice Mila calling my name, too overcome with sobs to think straight.
“Tine Bheag?”
Even though I am beyond pissed at him, hearing Ronan’s voice settles something inside me.
He showed up when I needed him the most, and that has to mean something. At least that’s what I need to tell myself right now because otherwise, I’ll fall apart.
“Ronan,” I breathe.
“I’m going to have Kieran bring you and Mila to a safe house.”
“What? Why? Can’t Mila come here?”
“The mole is on the move, and I can’t risk you being somewhere they know to look.”
I swallow another sob.
