My heart’s beating a frantic rhythm in my chest when she goes to the front door and turns the handle. She knows it's locked, but she tries anyway. Then she moves to the window, examining the frame, looking for a way out.
And I have two conflicting emotions all at once—pride that she pulled one over on me, and fear that she’s fucking pulled one over on me.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
“What?” Lorcan's beside me, leaning over my shoulder to see my screen.
I close the app and shove the phone in my pocket. “I need to go.”
“Go? We're not done here. You were going to head to the warehouse and clean it up. Da told us?—”
I don’t have time for this. He doesn’t need me. “You'll finish. Call Declan. He’ll help you. There's something I need to handle right now.”
“Ash, what the fuck?—”
“No.I have to go.” He’s my younger brother, and there’s a hierarchy here. He'll do what I fucking say.
I'm already moving toward the door, then into my car. The engine roars to life before he can finish his question.
I pull up the camera feed again at a red light and watch her try the window one more time.
She's a smart lass. She's going to find weaknesses because I designed this place to keep people out, not in, and I was counting on her not being able to move on her goddamn ankle.
The light turns green, and I floor it.
The phone rings, and I stab at it. Lorcan’s not letting this go.
“You can’t just take off, Ash. Thefuck?”
“I said I had something to do.”
“Seamus is going to want to know?—”
“Then tell him I'm handling something for the family. Tell him whatever the fuck you want. I'll be back in a few hours.”
I blow out a breath.
“Look, Lorcan.”
“You're going to tell me to fuck off and then ask me for a favor, aren’t you?”
“Aye, of course I am. That's what we do.”
“Fine. What do you want?”
“I need you to find me the current location of Marcus Crowning.”
Even uttering that name fills me with rage. I shake, my hands trembling on the wheel. Molten lava rises in my blood.
I shouldn't even mention the fucker to my brother. He'll know. He'll fucking know.
“Marcus Crowning?” Lorcan pauses. “Ash, what the hell are you?—”
“Now, Lorcan.”
He pauses longer this time. I can practically hear him thinking, weighing whether to push back or give me what I need.
I pull up the screen again, and I see it.
