“You didn’t find that suspicious? It’s unlike the Irish to turn on each other.”
“I thought about that myself. But that was a worry for another day. We wouldn’t have been able to get to him without Ryan.” The question he asked is what is replaying over and over in my head. Did allowing Ryan to live, put Kensie in danger? I hope not. Because his mother will be minus two sons by the time this over.
“When we land, we will be ten minutes from the destination.” The pilot comes over the radio and alerts us.
We get off the jet and drive the ten minutes to the O’Connor Mansion. We take a few minutes to survey the area and make sure there is no one else keeping guard. Once we are sure there is no one, we put our communication buds in our ears and split up. Axel takes the back and me the front.
“On my count. 1, 2, 3.” I bust through the door, going through the living room. I see no one. As I am about to hit the stairs, I hear yelling from the next room.
“Kensie!!!” I yell as I head in that direction.
“I got them. Backroom. Off the kitchen.” I move like my life depends on it because it does. I walk into the room and my knees almost give out. Kensie is tied to a chair, with a gun pointed at her head, by Bridget. Ryan is also in the room, waving a gun around telling everyone to calm down. Like that is going to happen.
“Ryan. What the fuck!”
“It’s not what it looks like Tori. I swear. I didn’t do this. I didn’t know either that they were planning something like this.” Yea, ‘cause I believe that.
“Bridget, you better move that fucking gun away from her head, or you’re going to be joining your son. Both of them.”
“Screw you. You murdered my boy. My precious innocent boy. For that, I get to take the one thing you love.” I raise my gun as she moves in closer to Kensie.
“Kensie, baby, you ok?” My eyes move down to her stomach, so she knows I am asking about the two of them.
“I’m ok. I’m ok. Tori, I love you. I’m sorry. I should never have left.” It is fucking gutting me that she thinks this is the end. I hate that for even a second she was scared. That my baby in her belly, has been in jeopardy.
“Bridget, you have three seconds to take that gun away from her head or I put one in Ryan’s.” I cock my gun and put it up to Ryan’s head to let her know I mean business. Axel, still behind them, looks at me in askance. Asking me if I want him to take the shot. I know he won’t miss. But the problem is, she could still pull the trigger. Her hand is still aimed at my woman.
“Whoa. Everybody calm down. Ma, look at me. Look at me.” She turns her head towards him.
“I should have told you about Patrick. I just, I didn’t want you to be an accessory. But the truth is, he was off the reservation. He was selling girls overseas on those prohibition trips he was taking. Not to mention giving little kids drugs to sell for him at school.”
“That’s a lie. My boy would never do something like that.”
“It’s true mom. I’m sorry.” She looks over at Siobhan and I notice she hasn’t said a word. Bridget notices too.
“Siobhan. Is this true?” Axel takes the distraction and pulls her to the floor, removing the gun from her hand. I move to Kensie and untie her.
“It’s ok baby. I got you. Are you ok? How’s the baby?” Her face is covered in blood as is her arm. I move my hand down to her stomach.
“We are both fine Tori.” She wraps her arms around my waist. My heart won’t stop pounding. The thought that I could have lost them both is almost too much. One thing is for sure, I am done waiting for anything. I grab her hand and put the ring that has been burning a hole in my pocket on it.
“Tori, what…”
“We or rather I have wasted a lot of time trying to be supportive and give you time. I am done. I almost lost you both, Kensie. I can’t live like this anymore. We are getting married as soon as possible, baby. I love you so fucking much. And our baby.”
“We love you too, Tori.” Our mouths meet, because there is nothing more to say.
Chapter 14
Kensie
The morning of my wedding dawns bright. I’ve never been this ready for something to be over than I am right now. This hastily thrown together event hides nothing. He gave me ONE day after we spent a week in Boston. Not that I am complaining. I am sure that had I protested, Tori would have let me plan some elaborate wedding, but truth be told, I didn’t want that. I just want to be his. With his baby in my belly and soon to have his last name, I am. The engagement ring he put on my hand immediately after he found me is going to take some getting used to. It’s gorgeous and the story of it brought me to tears, I can only hope I can live up to the legacy of the woman before me.