Page 35 of The Twins

“Wait.” I rushed over. “Let me see.”

On the screen, in black and white, stood two tall male figures.

Finn and Cillian, and they didn’t look happy.

“We know she’s there, Amy,” Cillian said.

“How does he know my name?” Amy’s eyes widened.

“It’s okay.” I touched her shoulder. “Let them in, they’re friends…”

“Since when did you…ah, it’s them, the Irish twins, okay, now I get it.” She turned back to the screen. “She’s had a fright; you don’t upset her, got it?”

“Got it.” Finn stared straight at the camera, as though he could see me. “Now open the fuck up.”

She frowned but released the door. “Bossy bastards, aren’t they.”

I nodded and went to the mirror, checked my hair, and then my lips for croissant crumbs.

Finn and Cillian must have taken the stairs two at a time because they were at the door in seconds.

Amy opened it.

“Rebecca.” Finn raced to me and took me in his arms.

Cillian circled my body and pressed a kiss to my head.

“What…what are you doing here?” My eyes stung. Finally, I felt safe after my fright.

“We heard what happened, last night.”

“After we dropped you off.”

“How can you possibly know?” Amy said, placing her hands on her hips. “She didn’t call you and she came straight here.”

“We have ways of finding things out.”

“So you’re fucking stalking her as well.” Amy pointed at the door. “Out, I will not have my best friend being stalked, not by anyone.”

“Of course we’re not stalking her.” Finn scoped me up and down, clearly checking for injuries. “But we are here to make sure no bastard gets in her bedroom again. Gets anywhere near her for that matter.”

“How do you know that?” I asked.

“We have friends, contacts,” Cillian said.

“That’s not a good enough answer.” I frowned. I was done with mysteries and secrets.

“Our friend, Mitch Cooper, he’s a cop. We saw him this morning, and he mentioned what had happened.”

“He did, wow, that’s a coincidence.”

“A lucky one.” Finn turned to Amy. “He said to say hi, by the way.”

“What?” An instant flush turned her cheeks red. “He said that? Sergeant Cooper.”

“He sure did.” Cillian laughed. “Thought you were quite the cutie.”

“Oh well, I see…well, tell him he’s not so bad himself.”