Page 147 of Deceived Wrath

“Mitch confirmed it. Hence why I didn’t want to have this conversation outside of these four walls. Someone insideSullivan Investmentsis feeding information to Lorcan and has been doing so for a while.”

He knows.

I don’t know how, but Cormac knows that there’s a spy, which means it’s only a matter of time before he learns it’s me.

And then what? Will he kill me? Or will he leave that up to Lorcan?

My legs almost give out as I imagine what Lorcan will have in store for me if he learns my cover has been blown.

I want to run. I want to get the hell out of this penthouse, but nothing screams guilty like making a break for it.

So, where do I go from here? Do I tell Cormac the truth or do I warn Lorcan that Cormac is onto him?

No. I can’t tell Lorcan. That would imply that my loyalty is with him. Then again, he is the one who is holding my life in his hands. If he finds out I knew the Sullivan brothers were onto him?—

“Fiona, I’m hungry.”

I practically jump out of my skin at the sound of Scout’s voice. I whirl around to find him at the top of the stairs, watching me curiously.

My heart feels like it’s about to burst out of my chest.

The last thing I need is for Cormac to find me eavesdropping, so I quickly tiptoe away from the door.

“Let’s go.” I turn Scout around and guide him back down the stairs.

I grab an apple and a jar of peanut butter to start making Scout a snack, but my hands are shaking so badly I can barely cut the apple into slices.

“Do you think Uncle Brennan will want to play Mario Kart?” Scout asks.

I glance nervously at the stairs. “I’m not sure. I think they’re working right now.”

“Work is soboring.”

“Eat your apple, and then you can have some more tablet time.”

Right now, I need Scout distracted because I can’t focus on anything other than the ticking time bomb that is my relationship with Cormac.

I need to tell him the truth about why I’m here before he finds out from someone else.

But how?

Cormac and his brothers don’t surface from his office until long after the sun has gone down and Scout is in bed. I was in half a mind to knock on the door and ask if they wanted something to eat or maybe a pot of coffee just to have an excuse to find more information, but I was terrified that Cormac would see the guilt in my eyes. So, like a coward, I hide away in my room once my Scout duties are finished for the day.

My heart hasn’t stopped pounding in my chest, and I feel mentally exhausted from running circles in my head about what to tell Cormac.

The fact that he didn’t come storming out of his office demanding answers means he’s still in the dark about the fact I’m the spy, but for how much longer, I can’t be certain.

Eventually, a knock sounds at my bedroom door, and I immediately know it’s Cormac.

For a beat, I wonder if I should just pretend to be asleep, but then the door quietly opens, and the light from the hall spills into the room.

“Fiona?”

“Hey,” I mumble as I sit up.

“Did I wake you?”

“I was just…resting.”