Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
He gave a nod, looking to the ground.
“No problem.” I lifted him off the ground, surprised by how light he was, and put him carefully into the child seat.
“I think I need your help now, Finn. I’ve never secured one of these before.”
Finn grinned and nodded. Then he showed me how to close the belts of his seat. “Easy.”
“Easy,” I agreed.
I got behind the steering wheel. “Ready for your Happy Meal?”
“Yes.”
I headed for the closest McDonald’s, which was still a bit of detour on our way to the harbor, but I didn’t care. Finn beamed when I handed the Happy Meal to him. I ordered a BigMac for me and we ate it while I steered us through traffic.
A cab pulled right in front of me, cutting me off. I honked. “Asshole!”
“Oh no,” Finn exclaimed.
Once I’d calmed down and showed the cab driver my middle finger, I turned to Finn. “Sorry about that. Don’t tell Aislinn I cursed.”
Finn looked terrified, his shoulders hunched.
“What’s up? I wasn’t screaming at you, you know that, right?”
Finn nodded then motioned at the floor. “I dropped a few chips.”
“Don’t worry. This car has seen worse. I’ll clean it later.”
Finn looked curious, but I was glad he didn’t ask what I meant. Aislinn would kill me if I told Finn anything about my business.
When we arrived at the docks, Seamus’ car was parked there too. He was talking to Timothy off to the side, where several wooden crates waited to be transported into the warehouse.
I got out and helped Finn out of the car. Seamus headed our way.
“Hello, young man,” he said. Finn stayed close to my side and it felt good that the kid sought my closeness.
“Can you call over a recruit? We had a chips crash and someone needs to clean my car.”
Seamus shoved his fingers into his mouth and whistled. Immediately, Nollaig rushed over.
I motioned at the backseat. “My car needs cleaning.”
Nollaig nodded and immediately went to work. Seamus, Finn, and I walked toward the warehouse. Several of my men glanced toward us, then at Finn, before they continued with their work.
Finn kept looking at the cargo ship anchored to the nearest mooring point. It wasn’t one of the huge ones, but still quite impressive, especially for a small boy.
“Do you want to go closer?” I suggested.
He nodded eagerly and we made our way toward the ship. Seamus fell back to give us some privacy. Finn scanned the ship with an open mouth, his head tilted back all the way to grasp the sheer enormity of it.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Nollaig wave at Seamus to come over, who did, and then a discussion ensued. Seamus looked worried, which in turn worried me, especially when I saw their wild gesticulations.
“Finn, we can look at the ship later. I need to talk to Seamus for a second.” Finn and I headed back toward the car, but Seamus met me halfway with a tight expression.
He held out his hand. A small device I recognized at once sat on his palm. My brows furrowed, my pulse quickening. A fucking bug.
“The car?” I silently mouthed, assuming the thing was still transmitting. We needed our tech specialist. Destroying it would only alert the police, so we needed to be clever about this.
Seamus gave a nod. I motioned at a nearby car, put the bug on the backseat then closed the door with a loud bang. That way the police would think I’d closed my car with the bug still in it.
“I’ll chat with Nollaig. I need to know exactly where he found it.” I glanced at Finn. “Finn, Seamus is going to show you our warehouse, all right?”
After a moment of hesitation, he nodded and followed Seamus. I stalked toward my car. Nollaig was cleaning under the front seats.
“Where was it?” I barked, no time for pleasantries.
Nollaig hit his head on the roof of the car when he jerked up. He flushed then pointed at the spot beneath the front seat. Someone must have attached it to the seat while sitting on the back. I doubted Finn had done it. The only people I’d transported in my car were a couple of my men, my brothers when I took them to the airport, and Aislinn.
“Get a few more guys and take the car apart. I want to make sure there aren’t any more,” I gritted out, trying to keep my rage in check. “Send a few men into my office as well. Don’t leave anything unturned.”
Nollaig rushed away and returned soon after with three more guys. “Hide the car in the warehouse. I don’t want everyone to see what we’re doing.”
Nollaig climbed behind the steering wheel and steered my car at a ridiculously slow and cautious pace through the warehouse doors that the other men held open for him. I followed them then headed into the office, where Seamus showed Finn the model of an old sailboat that he’d built a couple of years back and given to me.