The Mitchell's and the Lokes

ce and rubs it with the pad of

suddenly frowns and moves his hand away from my face and

I swallowed hard wondering ho

earing so much

cuse will do but I can't think of a single one. "

see the black eye I'm trying to hide and now failing to do. He knits his eyebrows together while scrubbing off the caked foundation and muttering, "You don't need to wear this much s

and I flinch. He mutters a sorry then he sees it and it

not to a

k did this t

ose to answer. "Who t

to feckin

Fionn, it's get

back w

rry." I say stru

le, I can p

away from him and away from my serenity I

i

lon looks stunned at me. "He

h a frown upon his face

in her face when I rubbed it off sh

was m

marked, Elon. What part of "she we

er chillax. I'm just making sure." He sighs,

said, "Who d

neral we need to catch him red hands and take her the fuck away fro him

a whisky or two to get you released. I think we've both had too much s

ything back from t

appeared, we have to

d up and you get those w

ore stripping down to my tanned naked body. I step under th

ms and sit down. Elon passes me the whisky on the rocks and I sip it letting

you come about seeing the beautiful Belle alone w

he lake. it as pure coincidence Elon. I was out there

nd

rin

, didn't you, y

kiss was feckin pe

eans now don't you? Y

s to head away from

have tha

Elon no matter what Ciarán wan

n. I'll have another contract written up when she turns eighteen to state she comes home and marries you once her time is up at uni

Elon, that

ung love is sweet.

gacy away. He won't ever let that happen. The Loke family are known to be ruthless and take no prisoners they ar more evil than we are even though we posse

l

whisky last night and still worse for wear. We had to be at th

ssed before heading to the mortuary where we were met with the pathologist who we put in char

re. "Coroner Robert

t. You'll be quite surprised about my finding

hosen this way so Fionn doesn't break down at th

iarán, was shot with a Cabot 1911 which holds a 45 ACP cartridge. It went straight through his temple and though his skull kill

ecifics. "The. Model of this particular gun was a custom-made gun no other gun had been made to th

ot with hi

n

Ciarán couldn't h

Someone else shot it Mr. Mitchell. It

brother was

Mr. Mi

u

any idea wh

ou find the gun you'll ne

ly who did this. We just

autopsies on o

it done ASAP so you can hurry al

"Much ap

smi

nd out what ki

ed; this coul

one of our own,

us so where the feck does Jacob

us wi

"Desert Eagle

nfeckinp

hat Aust

t

k out our men, but without the security footage scribbl

your time, Co

ust wished I ha

s pl

d I barked orders down the phone to the remainder of the men we had.

s b

to drive home. "You don't thi

h one person can tak

Jacob did truly kill our brother, we have to find him and make