He parks the automotive, and one other message pops up on the telephone. He reads it and says, “Alaina despatched instructions on the way to get inside and underneath the constructing.”

We depart the automotive, and Brody leads us via a number of again alleys. He stops in entrance of a big sewer pipe and opens it. He motions to me, declaring, “After ya.”

I do not hesitate and climb down it, barely smelling the stench. The queasiness in my abdomen hasn’t lessened during the last hour, so it is a cakewalk so far as I am involved.

“Nasty,” Devin mutters.

“Shut up,” Brody orders.

It takes over ten minutes to get via a number of tunnels. We lastly see Flynn standing guard outdoors a door with two different thugs. Brody shoots twice and the thugs drop to the bottom.

Muted voices fill the air, and my pulse kilos between my ears. Flynn factors to the door, then steps apart.

My brothers and I all pull our weapons out, mimicking Brody.

Aidan turns the knob and pulls the door open. We rush in, and Devin shoots two thugs within the head. They drop to the bottom.

“What the fuck was that?” one of many O’Learys calls out. It is Dagan or Grady, however I am uncertain which one.

We proceed to hurry ahead, and a door shuts someplace shut by.

My rage rushes via my blood. Maeve’s in there, I do know she is.

“Do not kill me,” Malachy cries out.

Fucking coward.

I’ve by no means been so offended in my life.

Brody nods.

Aidan factors his gun on the lock, and we step to the aspect. He shoots, and males’s voices fill the air.

Brody reaches for the door and yanks it open.

Dagan calls out, “I acquired your spouse. Ya would possibly wish to watch out who ya attempt to shoot.”

My coronary heart sinks. I peek via the doorway and catch a glimpse of her. She’s gagged, tears stream down her cheeks, and Dagan has her in a choke maintain, firmly pressed to his physique.

I debate what to do when a gunshot rings out. Blood bursts from Dagan’s head, and he falls to the bottom.

“Bastard,” Devin mumbles, then one other shot rings out.

Grady falls to the bottom.

Devin boasts, “Do not threaten me.”

I forgot how good of shooters my brothers are, particularly Devin.

Maeve sobs more durable, crouching on the bottom in worry.

I look round and see that the one one left is Malachy. He is hiding his head in a cot, shaking. An virtually empty fifth sits subsequent to his ft.

I lunge at him, yank him up, and punch him within the face.

His cheekbone cracks. He cries out, “Cease! Cease!”

“Ya motherfucker!”

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