Irish Deception

Chapter Twenty

Finn

I can't stop pacing.

Mainly because if I don't fucking pace I'm going to rip someone apart and right now it'll be Stasia's brother.

That useless piece of shit abandoned her right after the worst months of her life yet he has the fucking nerve to blame this on us.

When it's his father that has her and Hugh.

And he's fucking making us wait to go and get them.

'We have to wait for the all clear' that's what he keeps saying.

His head's be clean off his body if he says it one more fucking time, and if he dares to insinuate this is our fault again.

Anything could be happening to them.

Fucking anything.

We saw the shit they did to Cian, how they fucking tortured him and fucked with his head. Made him a shell of who he was and now they fucking have Hugh.

They're probably doing the same thing to him.

And then there's Stasia.

My whole body shudders anytime I think of what they could be doing to her right now.

"Finn" I know by the tone of Blake's voice that he's going to try and calm me down but it's not going to work.

"Don't!" I snap spinning round to face him as I pace back towards him on the patio. "Don't fucking tell me I need to calm down, just don't"

His mouth opens to say something but may beat him to it unable to listen to anything he has to say right now.

"What the fuck are we waiting for Blake?" I grit out reaching the end of the patio before I turn and head back.

When I go past him his hand shoots out and he grabs hold of my arm stopping me. And that's it I fucking lose it.

All that built up anger bubbles over and it's Blake that it's aimed at as I rip his hand from my arm and clench my free hand into a fist swinging it round to connect with his face with a thud.

He doesn't exactly stagger back, he takes it pretty well but before I can swing again he shoves me back and away from him.

"Hey! back the fuck up and get a hold of yourself" he shouts pointing at me.

"Get a hold of myself?" I growl my whole body vibrating at this point.

"Yes!" He sneers "You're no fucking use to me like this, no use to Stas or Hugh" I know he's right but it doesn't stop me from being so angry "take a fucking breath and calm down because it's time to go" he then says and that quickly sobers me up.

"What?" I pretty much gasp.

"That's what I came out here for. To tell you it's time to fucking go and get them" He says and the relief I feel is instantaneous.

We're going to get them. We're going to get them and bring them home safe.

Because they have to come home.

Both of them.