“We want the country and the world. Truthfully we wanted it yesterday so don’t try to get in our way,” I told him.
“It took even God six days to create the world, Mel. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” Neal acted like this was a joke.
“We may be all powerful, but we are not God. We do not want to create the world, we want to own it.” Liam rose from his chair. With the end of the fighting, and wars, we could finally do what we did best—make money. We had a whole shipment of drugs pouring in, and we needed to focus on the business.
By the end, we would be untouchable, and what better way to do it than having the President of the United States in your back pocket?
LIAM
When they all left, only Declan and I remained in the study as the sunlight slowly started to creep in through the blinds as it rose over the forest. A new year, a whole new brand of problems, and I wasn’t sure how to even begin to tell Melody.
“Check it again, Declan,” I commanded pouring the brown liquid in to the crystal glass, this was just . . . fuck.
“Liam, I’ve checked more than ten dozen times in the last two weeks. Nothing is going to change the fact that—”
“Don’t you dare fucking say,” I snapped, squeezing the glass. “If you say it with that much conviction then it’s true. And if it’s true, I’m going to be the one who has to explain it. I do not want to fucking explain it.”
“Liam, it’s time we face this head on. You know it. I know it. It’s time Melody knows it.”
Easier said than done. I pinched the bridge of my nose and cracked my knuckles trying to ease the tension through my body.
“We’ve been so happy, Declan,” I whispered, staring at the sun as I drank slowly. “She’s been happy. How do I tell her that everything she knows is a lie?”
He paused, taking a deep breath as he walked up beside me at the mirror. “It’s better that she hears it from you, than finds out on her own.”
He handed me the folder once again, and I stared at the woman with short black hair and warm olive skin. Standing tall and proud with her sunglasses on.
“They look so much alike.”
“They are alike Liam, and all the evidence shows Vance was right. There is much more to this than we knew. Not only that Aviela Giovanni, Melody’s mother, isn’t dead, but that she’s been behind it all. She wants to kill not only you, but her own daughter.”
“And Orlando knew?”
“He did what you’re trying to do now and protect her. But I doubt that’s going to work much longer. Aviela Giovanni just entered the States.”
And just like that, I could feel the floodgates of hell beginning to open.
“May God have mercy on all our souls when Mel finds out.”