Brennan looks between all of us, his eyes falling on me. “What did you have in mind?”
“I think we should stick to the plan we had last time. Feed different pieces of fake intel to different parts of our operation. Each department will get slightly different locations, names, and drop-off times. Something that sounds legit but isn’t.”
Kieran nods. “Then we wait and see which one leaks.”
“Exactly.” I rub at the stubble on my chin.
“It’s a solid plan, Ronan.”
“Good, because it’s the only one I have.”
Cormac frowns. “And if it doesn’t work?”
Kieran takes another swig straight from the bottle. “Since when are you the pessimistic one?”
“I’m just making sure our asses are covered, that’s all.”
“You didn’t seem to give a shit about covering our asses for the past few yea?—”
I slam my fist on the table. “Enough! Let it go, Kieran.”
Brennan shakes his head. “When does Kieran ever let anything go?”
“That’s right, little brother. And you still owe me a grand from our poker game.”
“That was two fucking years ago.”
Kieran taps the side of his head and smirks. “And yet, I haven’t forgotten.”
Brennan looks at me for backup, but I just shrug.
“Don’t look at me, I just offered twenty million to Harry Kennedy.”
Cormac turns to face me. “You didwhat? Jesus Christ, Ronan.”
“He didn’t accept it. It was a gesture of good faith.”
“Or complete idiocy.”
“I don’t remember asking for your opinion, Cormac.”
Kieran whistles under his breath before taking another drink, and I shoot him a look.
“What? I’m on your side here!” He holds up the bottle of whiskey in a mock toast. “I think the plan is solid.”
“You think it’ll work?”
“If it doesn’t, then at least we’ve ruled a few people out. But if itdoeswork, we can narrow the leak down to a department, and then we close in.”
Brennan shrugs. “It’s risky. If any of the fake intel involves our allies or critical supply lines, it could cause more damage.”
“Which is why we don’t give out anything that would actually hurt us. We make the intel just real enough to pass as credible but fake enough to isolate the mole.”
Cormac gives a slow nod. “We take back control over the flow of information and see what gets out.”
Kieran leans back. “Exactly.”
I look at each of my brothers in turn. “No one outside this room hears about it. Even one loose comment could blow this wide open, and we can’t risk it.”
