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“They shouldn’t look like they’re involved until we have a firm hold on this. Time, we need time.”

“Och, I will continue to do my part,” Uncle Finlay says.

“Thank you. If Oland knew Granda had already handed over the clan to me, he would force my hand. We’re not ready for any of that,” I reply.

“Where do we stand with McTavish?” my father asks.

“He’s still willing to play ball. He knows Oland is behind his grandson’s murder. He believes the target was his other grandson, but somehow there was a mix-up.

“He’s out for blood. Oland has handed us another loyal ally,” Uncle Finlay replies.

“Good, we’ll keep that in mind. Let’s do anything we can to ease his grief. Cover the funeral costs and anything else we can,” I order.

“Already done. I took care of it,” my da says.

“All right. Keep me posted on anything you guys hear. Let’s not assume he’s done making his moves.”

“Aye, Logan. Talk to ye soon, lad,” Uncle Finlay says before he hangs up.

Brooklyn

I roarwith anger as I destroy Logan’s office. I told him. I told him we shouldn’t have left Deja behind.

My chest heaves as I place my hands on my hips and look over the mess I’ve made. I shake my head and run a hand through my hair. Stumbling to the nearest wall, I then press my forehead to it.

I don’t want Logan to see the tears as they run down my face. Donald and Angus Walsh are dead. Wherever Deja is, she has to be destroyed.

I can only hope she’s with her mum, safe and outside of Oland’s reach. If I don’t keep that hope, I’m going to lose it completely. I loathe that son of a bitch so much.

“I’m going to kill him.” I seethe.

“Right now isn’t the time. We take him off the board at the wrong time and it will all implode. For now, we leave this be.”

“Leave it be. Leave it be? If he has hurt her or does because we’ve left him breathing.Logan?—”

“I know, Cole.”

I wipe the tears from my face and spin to face him. I don’t understand how he can be so calm. Deja has been a part of our family for as long as I can remember.

I narrow my eyes at him. “Why aren’t you angry?”

“I am angry, but emotions cause mistakes. I don’t have room for mistakes. I have more than Deja counting on me to succeed.

“I promise you, Cole. Once the Alliance is in place, we will find her and bring her home. For now, I need you to remember the task at hand,” he says.

“And how long is that going to take?”

“I don’t know. Things are falling into place. LaSalle and I are on track,” he says.

“Yeah, whatever. I need some air.”

CHAPTER 11

Silent Takeoff

Brooklyn

Eleven years later …