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Story: Duncan
My hands clenched, and I took a deep breath, counting to ten in my head before I responded.
“He’s hurting.”
I ran my hands over my mouth and chin, trying to calm myself down. I didn’t lose my temper often, but this fucking brat was testing my patience.
“We have information about your mo—about Darcy. If you’re interested,” Cian said.
King leaned forward. His arms crossed, resting on the table in front of him. His officers stayed quiet, but I saw the tension lining each of them. They would move in an instant, like they did last time, if their president was at risk.
“What information?” he asked carefully.
“Duane found her,” Cian informed.
I watched for King’s reaction. At the same time, I watched Sal out of the corner of my eye.
“Where is she?”
“We don’t know,” Sal answered.
King looked at Blade. “The Mob always talk in fucking riddles?”
Blade smirked at Sal. “Yea. Sal doesn’t give out information freely. Plays it closer to the vest than you do.”
“Look, King. We believe my brother knew where she was, but was killed before he could tell anyone.”
“What about Maureen?” he asked, the concern evident on his face.
“She didn’t know anything. But Colleen did. Duane told his daughter he had found Darcy. But didn’t tell her where,” I explained.
“We think Tyran killed Duane after he got the information about Darcy’s location. He went to California shortly after Duane was killed,” Sal added. He focused on the table for a moment before looking back at King. “I’m sorry, Son. Tyran said she died seven years ago.”
King stared at Sal. Everyone was quiet as Sal and his son shared a moment of grief that none of us understood. I mourned my sister. But I loved Darcy in a way that differed vastly from Sal. And King, well, he just lost the mother he didn’t know he had and would never meet.
King stood and turned his back on everyone.
“You ok, Prez?” Jack asked solemnly.
“Everyone out,” King ordered quietly.
His officers stood. Jack stepped up to King and said something to him we couldn’t hear. King nodded, and Jack slapped him on the back. As the men left the room, Cian and Mac followed.
“Give me a minute with my son.”
“He needs to know the rest.”
“I’ll tell him,” Sal rasped, his voice filled with emotion.
With one last look at my nephew, I pulled a few pictures out of my jacket pocket. Setting them on the table in front of my boss, I walked out of the room.
Entering the main room, I searched for Freyja. What I found had me shaking my head with a wide smile. My woman,mo bandia, was sitting at a round table in the middle of the room, surrounded by pregnant women and club girls, giving tarot card readings.
I left her to her fun and walked to the bar. I sat on a stool and a prospect stopped in front of me.
“What can I get you?”
“Whiskey, please.”
Lannie sat down beside me, and the young man set a beer in front of him. “You gonna fill me in?”
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