I shake my head. “Maybe? She knows literally nothing about us, and visiting us won’t tip her off at all, will it?”
“I don’t know,” Tate says, frowning. “I think you ought to give her more credit than all that.”
“I’ll fish for details tonight,” I tell him with an exasperated eye roll. He’s always the most cautious brother, and it shows.
We get home in time for me to meet with William. The coffee and shortbread from earlier are long gone, and my stomach growls at the scent of chicken soup, roast, and potatoes comingfrom the kitchen. William joins me in the library, as I shoot Bryn a text.
Hello, gorgeous. Still on for tonight?
She doesn’t answer at first.
Will she?
“Y’alright, Mac?” William asks, coming into the room. He’s an older member of the Clan, my dad’s bookkeeper since I was a wee lad. His blondish hair’s gone a bit gray at the temples.
“Aye, you?”
“Smashing.” He yanks out a little laptop from his shoulder bag and plunks it on the little table in front of him.
“What’d you find?”
My phone buzzes, and I quickly reach for it.
Bryn: Still on? Do you think you’ll rid yourself of me that easily, tough guy? You bet your arse I’m on for tonight, and bring your wallet. I’m awfully thirsty, and gentlemen don’t let women buy their own drinks.
“Jesus, Mac, what the hell is that about?”
I blink in surprise and look up at William. “What?”
“You didn’t hear a bloody thing I said.”
“Did so.”
He quirks a brow at me disbelievingly. “Oh? Then tell me what I just said.”
“You asked me what the hell that was about.”
“Beforethat.”
“Well, I didn’t hear that bit. So sue me.”
He snorts, shaking his head.
“I said I’ve got some more details for you.” He takes two sheets of printed paper and hands them to me. “But Christ, be careful with that intel, will you?”
I feel my eyes widen at what he gives me. He did a bloody good hack job. He’s got everything from the time and place of her birth, to her major at university, to the color of her bedsheets and her social media passwords.
“Bloody hell,” I mutter.
He smiles. “Good, isn’t it?”
This feels wrong. But no, I have to remind myself what I’m doing and why.
The Aitkens came after my family.
I clench my fists.
I have to avenge them.
