My Pulse

Chapter 14: Cian O'Shea

I look down at my phone that shows a text from Kieran. Our hackers tracked Quinn via traffic cameras to a neighborhood around 20 minutes away. Where the fuck did she go and what am I missing?

I need to think like her, what did she find? Another text from Kieran "Fuck, she must of went to the ex wifes house 2178 Boyne Valley Lane."

"FUCK!" I throw my phone against the wall hearing the screen shatter. She knows then I must assume. I audio call Kieran immediately from my laptop. "Have they woken up yet?" I ask.

"No, they are not moving yet." He says sternly.

"What happened to your phone?" Kieran asks.

"It's broken." "I say leaving that be. "I am going to go take care of Seth's ex wife." I say through teeth clenched.

"So she knows then?" Kieran guesses.

"Yes," Is all I have the control to say before I hang up on him.

The ex-wife is expecting me it seems as she immediately grabs for a pistol hidden in the bedside table. I am too fast for her though and I knock it out of her hands. She is struggling in her bed and screaming now. I put my glove over her mouth and tell her to stop screaming or I will kill her.

She goes limp in my arms. "I just have one question for you." I say calmly still holding her terrified body in my arms.

"Did you tell that woman that came to visit you, Quinn, the story of her life?" She nods and with my hand still over her mouth I plunge my syringe into the side of her neck.

I gently place her limp body back on the bed and cover her just so. This needs to look like another accident. I don't need FBI crawling all over the fucking place.

Fuck just as I thought she knows everything. Damnit I can't believe I didn't think of the fucking ex-wife.

Quinn actually outsmarted me I think dumbstruck. She thought like a woman and she won. That is why she is perfect for me. My other half; no one will be able to stop us once we claim what's ours.

Just as I am done arranging the woman I go out to her living room to check my laptop. FUCK GOD DAMN SHIT FUCK.

"Police and SWAT 10 minutes out from Quinn's parents house." My body goes ice cold even though my blood is about to curdle from rage.

They called the fucking police. How could I have missed that? I call Kieran quickly from my laptop. "Please fucking explain this to me." I scream into the phone.

"They got up and I called you but you didn't pick up. Then just Quinn and her mom went to talk out in this shed in their garage. The audio was awful and I barely caught onto what was going on myself."

"FUCK!" I yell what the hell am I going to do now I think?

" So what did you hear?" I hiss into the phone.

"I heard FBI and protective custody for sure, so I called our friend at the FBI and he confirmed it."

"God Damint I didn't think they would do this." I say unbelievingly.

"This throws a wrench in the plans." Kieran says.

"No fucking shit." I say back harshly.

"Well what are you going to do now?" Kieran asks questionably.

"I have no fucking clue." I say. How is your leg holding up?" I ask trying to change the subject.

"Good, I am packing up now. I say we get out of here for a while and let this situation cool down. They know you are around here now."

"Yeah you are right it's too risky. Lets go to our safe house in London for a while."

"I will get the plane ready."