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Laidan.
“The deal’s good. Immunity for any actions that get Cash out of the picture. Obviously, they’re not putting kill the asshole for us on the contract, but the vagueness works in your favor, especially since it doesn’t actually have a time limit. It could even be said that your get-out-of-jail-free card is indefinite.”
My eyes moved to my cousin. Two-Bit stared back at me, and I couldn’t be totally sure, but I got the idea he’d worded the contract intentionally to give me some extra wiggle room, and I appreciated it.
“They even added monetary compensation for any losses you suffer, also vague, so I can probably get financial retribution for any buildings destroyed and loss of life.”
The stipulation was one we’d added after talking to Two-Bit the first time. I hadn’t been sure the government would agree, but apparently they didn’t mind paying us to murder Cash. Nice.
Laidan’s voice dropped. “There are some clauses about potentially being a part of stings for other organizations, but they made it clear that your involvement would be surface-level and your name would never be linked to their investigations. Beyond that, it’s what we expected. You do the dirty work, and as long as you keep the drugs out of Seattle, you’re free and clear.”
“I understand. Thanks for your help.”
She laughed. “You’re paying us more than enough for an after-hours phone call. Good luck with the Feds. Call us when it’s over.”
Ronan Donnaghal had called his entire family to Ireland, planning to hunker down out of the country while I waged war. I didn’t hold it against him. If this was anyone else’s battle, I’d have slipped my family onto a jet and stolen away in the night, too.
Sadly, a war wasn’t won without its general.
“Fly safe.”
Hanging up, I looked straight at Two-Bit. He had endless patience most days, but he was too wired for that now. “Well?”
“You got a pen?”
His shoulders dropped as he reached into his pocket and tossed the pen to me. “You’re doing the right thing.”
“I’m doing the only thing,” I corrected, signing the pages before handing them to Grey to photograph.
He slid them back over to Griz, with Laidan’s card on top. “Our lawyer is expecting it immediately, and they better match up.”
“They’ll have it by the end of the night,” Griz promised.
“No one can find out about this.” Even though I knew we both had a lot to lose if our agreement got out, I still had to say it.
Two-Bit shoved his hands into his pockets. “The powers that be are well aware what’ll happen if they let our involvement with you slip.” Namely, my death. “They don’t want someone worse taking over.”
“As long as they stick to their terms, I’ll stick to mine.” I wasn’t hopeful that the government would actually do what they promised, but that was my burden.
Playing spy would save our skin now, but who knew if it would damn us in the long run.
This better be worth it.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Mari
Iwas checking over quarterly profits for the club inventory when the alarm beeped. Pulling up the security system on my phone, I verified it was my guest, hit the button for the garage, and locked down the office. By the time I made it to the garage, Aislynn was wringing her fingers by the hood of her car.
She was too pale, hair hanging limp. Her normally bright eyes were dull and sunken, with heavy purple bags underneath them. The worst part was how hunched she was, a hand wrapped around her torso like she was trying to protect her soft spots.
Where just last month she’d been glowing with love, now she was an imitation of herself.
It made me hate Cameron even more, especially because I wasn’t sure how to act. If I tried to hug her, would she rebuke me? Did she want comfort or support, or would she prefer it came from someone other than me?
Maybe I was an unfortunate reminder of the mistakes she’d made—the mistakes we’d both made. Knowing that, I wouldn’t want to hug me either.
We stared at each other, the distance a chasm, until her eyes welled and a tear tracked down her cheek.
