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Ronan nods. “Good. I’ll see everyone back at the compound.”
“You got it.” He steps back, his gaze landing on me before walking to his men.
I glance at Ronan baffled with a raised brow. “You had them give money to charities?”
Ronan’s gaze stays fixated on Red’s for a second longer before slowly looking at me. “What, is that a problem?”
I dig in my pocket to get the necklace with a smile. “No. It’s surprising, that’s all.”
He steps closer. “Well, I’m full of surprises.”
The trucks rev in the background. I step back slowly, leaving him there to watch me. “A little girl is expecting this.” I dangle the necklace in front of my face, then I turn around to walk to the bus.
Wicked Mal comes from around her truck that’s parked a few yards in front of the bus.
She stops when she sees my hands and blood on my jacket. “Damn, Cinderella, what the hell happened to you?”
I continue walking to the bus with a grin. “Sorry, you missed all the fun.” I chuckle as I blow her a kiss with my bloody hand.
“That’s not fair.” Her voice raised from afar as I made my way to the bus.
I snicker some more, stepping onto the bus. My heart is easing with relief because I know this will make the little girl happy. It's the only thing she has left of her father.
Something I understand more than anyone knows.
Chapter 25
Poison
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Iwant to bring thatmotherfucker back from hell and kill him all over again. Fucking prick. I’m livid; I never wanted to break someone bone from bone, tearing skin from the flesh, than I did him. Hehurther.
Something felt strange when two minutes had passed, and she didn’t come out. Her stubbornness is the reason I agreed for her to go, and I know she can handle herself, but that doesn’t mean shit to me anymore.
The cold air swarms over my cheeks as I watch her blow a kiss to Mal and walk up to the bus. That’s why I have to do what she’s going to hate me for.