Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Killian
Ilie awake in bed staring at the ceiling.
The last time I slept in my childhood bedroom was the last time I was in Ireland before running away to America some seventeen years ago.
The memory burns in my head. Things would have been different if I had just stayed.
My phone pings, and I see it’s a message from Donal.
Donal:
You got the Costellos awake and taking action.
Good.
Sitting up in bed, I rub my face. Outside the window, I see something flicker from below.
Taking the gun off my nightstand, I put my back against the wall and make my way toward the window to see what is happening below.
Sure enough, there are three masked men in all black.
The flicker is from the small flashlight one of them is carrying.
Do they know whose house they are intruding on?
Wasting no time, I head out of the room and straight toward Liliana’s room. She’s curled up in a ball with a towel wrapped around her body, awake.
“We need to go. Now,” I command.
“Go where?” Her voice is groggy.
“Away from here.” I pull her out of bed.
“You’re not even dressed, and I’m in a fucking towel.”
I yank her toward me. “This is not the time to worry about that shit when we are outnumbered.”
Fear crosses her face. “Who’s here?” She follows behind me.
“I can put my money on that Nico sent them.” I reach the bottom of the stairs; Liliana is barely halfway. “You need to keep up. This isn’t a fucking joke.”
We make our way to the back door of the house. The three men have separated, looking for ways to enter that won’t cause a ruckus. Turning to Liliana, who looks as pale as a ghost, I say, “I need you to focus right now. Both our lives depend on it. You know anything about horses?”
She nods, holding the towel tighter around her. “I’ve won blue ribbons growing up going to events.”
“Good. You’re going to go into the stable, take one of the horses and saddle him up. Be quick. Can you do that?”
“I can do that.”