Page 315 of The Defiant Curse

“Yep. Callum went back to Ireland. He must have had his family bury him there, as they kept the castle as long as they could. He is a Connaught and a Granndach, and in a way, so am I. He’s with his family, and Gabby just found me the proof. I’m taking a trip to Ireland.”

He sighed.

“You guys have all the fun,” he said. “I want to solve shit for a living.”

Clearly, he didn’t get it.

“You do, my friend. You’re one of the reasons I can do what I do. I have the best team in the world. Now, I’m going to give a dead woman her peace, and then get drunk and dance on a bar top.”

“Again,” Ethan stated.

Tony’s eyes got huge.

“My sister from another mister, do you too like bar-top ass shaking?” he asked, grinning.

She snorted.

“You’re insane, but valid,” she added. “I love you, my brother from another mother. I’ll see you at the wedding, and we’ll go dance on a bar top together.”

He gasped.

“You promise? Because my wife said I can have fun if you let me.”

She snorted.

Nuts had to nut.

Apparently.

“I promise. See you then.”

She ended the call, and Ethan shook his head.

“He’s going to be a disaster when he does that, and you’re going to be to blame. You just green lighted the jackassery.”

Oh, she was aware.

“When in Scotland, have some fun,” she stated. “I’m also going to do some incredibly scandalous things with some men. Want me to not do those things?”

He stopped her.

“You should practice them on me first. I insist. I’ll be your guinea pig.”

Michael cringed.

“Jesus, can we not? That’s my mommy.”

Elizabeth laughed.

“Your momma is a hoe,” she stated. “In fact, you a hoe, she a hoe, you all are hoes.”

Truer words had never been said.

“So, Ireland?” Ethan asked again.

Holding out her hand, he took it. When he did, she gave it a squeeze, joining them together.

“Ireland it is. We have a curse to break,” she admitted. “The truth always comes out, and it can change a lot of things. Choices have consequences. I’m good with all my choices,” she admitted.