Let it burn

Chapter 3

Declan's POV

"Are you sure about this boss" Jameson asked as we watched Mr. O'Ryan and Claire talk outside the car. They looked like they were in a deep talk but it almost as looked like Claire was getting scolded and she was just taking it.

"Have some of the men go to his house with him and grab some of her things. I'm sure it will make her more comfortable with us."

I turned back to Jamison who looked like he was about done with me. He was a long time friend now and had even been around the night my family was killed. He had lost his own father that night from the attack. We both didn't talk much about what we had seen or heard we just knew we both had similar experiences. Sometimes I wonder what we would have been like if we didn't experience what we did.

"Are you sure about bringing her with us. I feel your getting to deep into finding the person involved in that night."

"And your not" I hissed holding my hands together tight. A sigh came out his mouth before he continued "of course I am. I want to find the son of a bitch that put a group of men in that house and find who the fuck shot my father through the skull without a second thought as I watched it." I had known how his father died. I was cared through the aftermath of it all. I was told that a boy a little older than me had also been drug from the house that night. We were the only two that survived

"I just think is bringing this girl into this might be to much."

"I need information. I need her to get me closer to her uncle and to tell me any information that give me an in that her uncle was either the man that set that hit or he knows who set it out. I also would think my right hand man would shut the fuck up and do as I want so that we could figure that all out." And he nodded his head throwing his hands up giving up "I'll get right on it boss"

The door opened and in slid Claire who looked as happy as clam right now. She slugged her shoulders in and crossed her arms over her body as she looked down at her dress.

"She's just a charmer." Jamison smiled partly being an ass but I knew he found more amusement in this.

She looked up and smiled at him and soon we saw her middle finger pick up.

"I'm hurt doll really" he clapped his hand to his chest giving a little pout. "Go fuck your self."

"No need to I have a girlfriend who does for me." He smiled "sure she swings that way? I mean..." she looked him up and down "doesn't seem like much to me I'm sure she's the top"

"You know for someone who was about to jump a boat you do have a lot to say" I said stopping the sibling banter they had going. "You two should get along you'll be seeing a lot of each other since you'll be with me." She just rolled her eyes and turned to look out the window.

"Got a mouth on her to boss...wonder what else it does." And her head snapped to Jamison who I knew just wouldn't keep his mouth shut. "Eat food and talk shit is all but my fist will do more like punch the fuck out of your bitch ass face" and her body flew at him but I grabbed her before she could get to him. She was a fighter there wasn't a doubt in my mind about that as she tried to break from my hold. I put her body in between my legs and wrapped my arms around her so that she couldn't move.

"LET ME GO" she screamed so loud that I thought she would hurt her voice.

"You need to clam down love." She pushed and tried to kick and move but my grip around her was to tight.

"He's like a Dickhead older brother to me to. You can take it clearly."

"She seems like the right choice of wife boss." Jamison laughed crossing his legs. It was because of him I was holding her to my body right now. She eventually calmed down letting her body slump into mine with her head in the crook of my shoulder.

"Please I just want to go home." She said softly. I looked to Jamison who just rolled his eyes and grabbed for his suit pocket.

"You told me you liked to write. Tell me some more about it. How many books?" She leaned her head back a little for her eyes to look up at mine. She was still trying to push away from me but not as much.

"I don't know I have a lot of unfinished stuff. Please let me go." I held my one hand out and felt the syringe be placed in my palm and I picked it up putting it right into her arm and I saw the look of betrayal in her eyes.

"Love I promise nothing will happen to you I just can't have you see where we are going."

"You lie...they all do." She said softly and I could tell she was fighting the medicine trying to keep her eyes open.

"They all do?" I asked but her eyes slowly closed and her body went limp in my arms. I didn't want to let her go. I pulled her close and leaned her head back were it was before.

"She's a hurt little doll Boss. Seems like a lot has been done for her." He said softly now looking like a worried brother. "I want any file on her you can get. I need to know what had happened to this girl."

He reached across and looked like he was looking at her neck "for starters..." he said pointing making me look down to her neck to see small marks at the back of her neck. They were almost hidden to the eye but now that her hair was back more and I was close to her you could see them. I moved her up a little and unzipped her dress a little and could see more cuts on her back. It was becoming clear to me what these were now.

"That fucker." I hissed grabbing her waist and pulling her back into my chest. "We don't know anything yet boss." Jamison said "let's figure it all out and not get lost on what we are doing right...I'll get files I'll get men to the house to see what we can find." He was trying his best to keep me clam but u was anything but that right now. My mind was racing and I didn't fully understand why. I didn't understand why this girl had this kinda affect on me but I had to get rid of it. I had to push it down. Things would just get worse when she knew I wanted to end anyone that she loves. I had to keep believing that this could all be a set up.