Page 9 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
Fuck.
Reese must have sensed someone else was in the house and decided she was going to try and make her presence known.
“What the fuck was that?” Aiden looked around the room.
I was relieved he didn’t figure the sound had come from the basement.
Another bang and my brother shot me a piercing look.
“Is there someone else in the house? Someone in your basement?”
I breathed out deeply and shook my head. I was already battling with the temptation to tell my brother everything.
“You’ve lost your fuckin’ mind. Now, leave so I can go get some shit done. I don’t have all day to sit around and have a chat with you.”
I smiled as I spoke, trying to make light of the situation.
Aiden still looked suspicious but he walked to the front door. I just hoped Reese wouldn’t bang on the door again.
She didn’t.
Aiden was gone, and I realized I needed to go check on Connor and the car.
I’d left too much evidence behind.
* * *
I trekked back to the spot where Connor stopped his car last night. Where we’d left him behind. Where Reese shot him. Killed him.
Pretty soon, more people besides my brother were going to start asking questions about where Connor was. Where his new bride-to-be was. The others wouldn’t be as easy to distract as my brother.
I didn’t yet know how I’d be answering those questions, but first of all, I needed to take care of the evidence. Most importantly, I needed to take care of the body.
However, when I got to the car, I didn’t see him there.
I ran up and yanked the door open. There was no Connor in sight. I looked underneath the car, then ran to check behind trees and boulders nearby. Maybe he’d managed to somehow drag himself somewhere and died there.
I didn’t see him anywhere. I didn’t even see a trail on the ground to suggest he’d even left the car. It was like he’d somehow disappeared into thin air.
Did he survive the gunshot? The wound looked pretty convincing. There was no way he could have survived it without help. Did he get help from someone else? Did someone find him?
I weaved my fingers tightly through my hair in frustration.
Connor was missing. A body was missing. The car was abandoned. I had no idea what I was supposed to do next. I’d got myself into one messy shitstorm and even though Connor was universally disliked—he was still my father’s right hand. The Mafia boss’ second in command.
My father’s brother.
If anyone found out I’d caused Connor’s death to aid some random girl’s escape; I was going to face consequences I wasn’t looking forward to.
I growled with frustration, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it now. Not until I found out more.
I wasn’t looking forward to facing the mafia. Answering my father’s questions about last night.
Maybe I should have roped Aiden into the events. Maybe I needed more support than I thought I did.
Either way, right now, the only thing I could do was return to my house and see what Reese was up to.
I thought about her as I walked back. I knew I needed to teach her some kind of lesson for banging on the door earlier, but I looked forward to seeing her too.
Even though she was solely responsible for getting me into this mess, I couldn’t forget about all the reasons why I’d saved her in the first place. Because she had no idea how fuckin’ sexy she was with her big doe eyes, and that deer-in-the-headlights look on her face. Her helplessness made her even more delicious and I hadn’t stopped thinking about her since I first saw her.
Despite the consequences, I wouldn’t have changed a fuckin’ thing about last night. Now I had her all to myself and I wanted to make the most of it while I had the chance.
Six
Reese
I knew he heard me banging on the door earlier. I knew I took a huge risk by doing it, but there was someone else in the house. I heard the car drive up outside and then voices upstairs. I was determined to make myself heard, hoping this stranger could help me.
But nothing happened. The voices stopped. Then the car drove away and all was silent upstairs.
I was surprised Killian hadn’t even come down to punish me for my actions. But I knew he eventually would. It was only a matter of time.
I had another plan cultivating.
I’d already noticed the gun he kept strapped to his waist at all times. It was one of the first things I’d noticed about him when I checked him out. All I had to do now was grab it before he could stop me.
If I had a gun in my hand it would put me on the same playing field as him. I wouldn’t be a weak little darling anymore.
