“Fine.” I get to my feet and pace around the damp cell.
The place reeks of piss and blood, so I try to only breathe through my mouth.
“You want to keep being a silent little lapdog? That’s your call. But don’t expect me to play nice much longer.”
Finn lifts his head for the first time since I entered the cell, and even with the bruises and dried blood caking his jaw, he still manages to look smug.
It’s enough to get me seeing red.
Before I can stop myself, I kick the chair out from under him.
He goes crashing to the ground, grunting as his shoulder smashes into the concrete floor.
I tower over him, my chest heaving as I try to contain my rage, and his eyes finally meet mine for a split second before his lips pull up into a bloody smile.
“Iwillbreak you,” I snarl before storming out and slamming the door to the cell shut before I do something I can’t take back.
As I step outside the warehouse, I pull out my phone to call Ronan.
My hands are shaking from a mixture of anger and adrenaline, and it takes me a moment to dial his number.
It rings twice before he picks up.
“Tell me you’ve made progress.”
I let out a humorless laugh. “Finn’s still mute. I’m starting to think the fucker took a vow of silence.”
“Keep at him. He’ll break eventually.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” I pinch the bridge of my nose.
The sun is beating down on my neck, and my shirt is sticking to my body from the lingering sweat from my workout. I’m in desperate need of a shower, but business has to come first.
“Any word on Lorcan?”
“He can’t get out until Friday,” Ronan says.
“We really need him here. If anyone can get inside Finn’s head, it’s him.”
“I’m aware, but Lorcan also doesn’t know that Finn is in our possession. I’m going to need to debrief him first.”
“He hasn’t seen the kid in years. It won’t be easy be hard for him, considering the circumstances.”
“No. Finn was once part of this family. Bonds like that don’t just break overnight.”
My thoughts drift to Cormac. “Are you sure about that?”
“Let me deal with Lorcan,” Ronan says firmly.
“You always do.” My foot lands on a nearby metal barrel and sends it flying across the dirt path between the warehouses.
I’m about to hang up the phone when Ronan speaks. “Not so fast.”
I pause.
“What’s this I hear about you luring O’Keefe’s men into a shootout?”
I close my eyes and silently mouth a string of curses.
