Page 48 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
Aldo wasn’t buying it.
“But it’s not just about what Colin may or may not do, right? You don’t want to follow through with the plan because you think you have feelings for him.”
I flinched for a moment before answering and that was all Aldo needed to see. He shook his head and grabbed the cigar out of his man’s hand.
“What makes you think you know anything of how I feel?” I hissed.
“Okay, maybe I don’t know how you feel. Maybe I’ve got it wrong,” Aldo replied in a low lazy voice. He was sitting leaning back in the seat, slowly puffing on the cigar. The smoke filled the car, making me cough from time to time.
I just wanted to be left alone.
I’d made up my mind already—I wasn’t going to work with this man. I wasn’t going to assist him. In fact, I wasn’t even going to give the information on the Dohertys to my chief.
I didn’t want to be involved with Colin Doherty in any way.
I didn’t want to be responsible for any legal action taken against his family.
If I had any luck—I would forget about him in a few months and hoped to be able to focus on bettering my career in some other way.
“But I know some things about Colin Doherty that I can bet you don’t,” Aldo continued.
That part got my attention.
I sat with my back straight, staring at him, waiting for him to go on.
I knew there was plenty I didn’t know about Colin. He hadn’t really told me anything about himself.
“You want to protect him from me and the law, right? Because you think he’s actually a good guy. You think you’ve gotten to know him in the last few days and you want to give him a chance to prove himself to you.”
I said nothing, just allowed Aldo to talk. He got most of it right, and I didn’t want to admit it.
“But do you know the kind of man you’re actually protecting?”
I clenched my jaws hard. This sounded like a trap, and I wasn’t about to bite.
“He’s the kind of guy who will have a girl killed if it suits him.”
“What the fuck are you talking about!” I snarled.
Aldo smiled. “I figured he wouldn’t have filled you in on that. It wouldn’t make for sexy conversation. He didn’t tell you about the girlfriend, did he? His teenage girlfriend who died?”
My throat was dry. My heart raced in my chest. I didn’t want to believe what Aldo was saying and where he was going with this.
He continued. “She died in an accident, or at least what looked like an accident. The poor thing had her whole life ahead of her. The only mistake she made was falling for Colin Doherty.”
“Why would he do that? It doesn’t make any sense. You’re lying to me!”
“Then ask him yourself,” Aldo shrugged. “I don’t know why he did it. Maybe she found out more than she was supposed to know. Maybe she got knocked up and he didn’t want the burden of a child. I don’t fuckin’ have all the answers. But just think about the kind of man you’re protecting when you think you’re protecting him.”
At first I wasn’t sure if Aldo would let me leave, now that he knew I wasn’t keen on helping him. But, as it turned out, he was pretty sure of himself and the damage he had done by telling me about Colin’s high school sweetheart.
The limousine drove back around to the front of the apartment where I was pretty much as good as kicked out of the car.
I stumbled out and fell face first on the sidewalk, but quickly picked myself up, afraid that I was being watched.
The last thing I needed was any Doherty member seeing me falling out of Aldo Baron’s car.
I looked around and it seemed like nobody had seen me. I looked up at the apartment building and didn’t know what to do. How could I go back in there? The key Colin had given me rested heavily in my pocket. I could use it to see myself in. I could wait for him to come back, try to make up with him and continue to work him to gather as much information as I could.
That was what Aldo wanted me to do—and if what he told me was true, then that was what Colin deserved. He deserved to have legal action taken against him. He needed to be stopped from hurting people.
But I didn’t know who to believe.
How could I blindly trust Aldo?
He was a criminal too.
He’d neglected to mention all the women in his life whom he had killed.
But then, I wasn’t sleeping with Aldo Baron, so he was none of my concern.
I was not only sleeping with Colin Doherty, but I was married to him.
