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I want the Doyles to know someone is after them. I want them to know that they’re next. I didn’t just kill Aidan—I tortured and humiliated him, just like he did to my ma. This is personal, and I want every Doyle to know that.
“What of Ronan?” Cian questions. “What are the Doyles wantin’ our gear for? They’ve got their own. I don’t understand it.”
Looking at Ronan, I know he won’t tell us anything because he doesn’t know anything. He’s merely a pawn; all of us are.
“I don’t know. But I’ll find out.”
“Do we tell the aul’ lads about him?” Rory asks.
Ronan whimpers, begging for mercy when he deserves none for what he’s done. But he’s more valuable to me alive than dead.
Shaking my head calmly, I reply, “Naw. We do not. ’Cause of them, Ronan and Nolen thought they could get away with this. We don’t tell them anythin’. What we do is their job…it’s time we claimed back our kingdom, boys.”