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“What makes you think he’ll run?” she asked.

Nolan hesitated. On the one hand, he didn’t want to tell her more than she needed to know for her own safety. On the other, keeping secrets from Bridget had always been next to impossible.

“Seamus used to be IRA,” he said.

She dropped her feet to slow her speed. “Get out.”

He took the swing next to her. “It’s true. He was involved in a bombing in Dublin in ’89 and ran when he was about to be arrested.”

“Wow.” She blinked, like that would help her process the information. “That’s crazy. Who knows?”

“I have no idea,” Nolan said. “I’m guessing most of the younger men have no idea, especially if they’ve been in the States a long time.”

“How do you know?” she asked.

“That I can’t tell you.”

She nodded, pacified for now by the information he’d given her. “That’s why you wanted the names — to put him on the ropes for tomorrow’s job.”

“Yes.”

She grew quiet. “Just because he ran before doesn’t mean he’ll run again.”

“I know,” he said. “We’re working every option we’ve got. This is the first one.”

“We?”

Fuck. Why was he thinking of himself as a “we” with the Syndicate? And why was he saying it to Bridget?

“I’m working with some people who have an interest in removing Seamus.”

“Interesting.” She shuffled her feet in the dirt. “So what are the other options?”

“We’re leaking word that the dirty cops are already talking about Seamus’s operation, hoping that gives Seamus the extra push he needs to leave town. If that doesn’t work, we’ll have to wait for the FBI.”

She grew still. “The FBI?”

“Don’t worry,” he said. “You and Will are covered. But the information we got from Seamus’s house might be enough to bring him down for good if he doesn’t run. The only problem is that it’ll take awhile that way. You know how the government is.”

“That’s why you’re doing this,” she said. “To make sure Will and I are covered.”

“I’ve never lied about that.”

“I didn’t know the FBI was involved,” she said.

“Hopefully it won’t come to that. If Seamus runs, it’ll be over quickly and your debt to him will be cleared.”

“What about Will?” she asked.

“He’ll have a place in the new organization if he wants it. The leadership will be better, less volatile.”

“What about you?” she asked. “Will you go back to Glassman and Weld?”

He grinned. “How do you know that’s where I was working?”

She blushed. “People talk.”

He looked around the park. Soon it would be covered in snow, next to impossible to reach the playground unless they wanted to hike through three foot drifts.


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