“They broke into your house? That’s a step too fucking far,” Novikov growls, outrage coloring his tone.
“They were willing to go to great lengths to get this back. I need to know what it says.”
“Consider it done. I’m still at Oracle. Bring the drive to me.”
“I’ll send Liam.”
Novikov hangs up, and I turn back to the lads. Liam nods, pulling the flash drive from the laptop.
“Novikov is still at the tables. He’ll take the drive.”
With a nod, Liam strides out of the room. Seamus sighs, scrubbing his face as Paddy shuts down the laptop.
“Niall.” Seamus turns to him. “Fucking find who is responsible for this. But I want them alive. After we confront them with what the Russians find out, they’re Connor’s fucking kill.”
Niall’s eyes narrow, and Seamus glares at him. “Don’t fucking give me that, Niall. I wanted it to be you who killed Remmington, but it wasn’t my fucking call. This is.”
Niall’s jaw is tight, but he nods. He and Ronan leave the room as Seamus claps me on the shoulder, standing to follow them.
“I’ll keep you updated, Lucky.”
I watch him leave the room, rubbing my eyes and standing. Paddy is packing away the first aid kit and merely nods as I stalk upstairs. I need to have Andie in my sight.
She is tucked up in the bed with a bandage around her head like she’s a WW2 soldier while Lauren fusses over her. I snag the pair of Paddy’s sweats and T-shirt left out for me, quickly showering while Lauren stays with Andie.
As I walk back into the room, Lauren shuts the door behind her as she leaves. I slide into bed, wrapping myself around Andie and burying my face in her neck, my heart thudding at the idea of losing her.
“I was so feckingscared,leannán,” I murmur. Andie’s arms wrap around my shoulders. “I thought they’d taken ye, or worse.”
My voice breaks slightly on the last word, and Andie’s lips press against my temple.
“I knew you would find me,” she whispers, her tone fiercely certain. “I knew that you would get me out of there.”
I don’t fucking deserve her. Andie’s mango and honey scent fills my nostrils, and I breathe it in deeply, reveling in the knowledge that she is here, okay, and safe in my arms.
“I’ll not be letting ye out of my sight,achuislemochroí,” I warn her. She giggles softly.
“I think I’ll like that,” she admits with a soft sigh, snuggling down in my arms and quickly falling asleep.
I stroke my fingers through her hair, staring at her face. I can’t lose her. I won’t. I’ll put a bullet through the heart of anyone who tries to take her away from me.
Chapter Twenty-One
ANDIE
Connor drops onto the sofa in Paddy and Lauren’s den next to me, tugging me so I’m sitting pressed against him, my legs across his lap.
He hands me an iPad with a furniture catalog web page open as I glance over at him.
“What’s this?” I ask, my eyebrows raising. Connor smirks at me with a shrug.
“We’re in need of some new furniture,leannán,” he drawls, tapping at the iPad screen. “And interior design isnotmy specialty.”
I giggle as he wrinkles his nose, but I’m dying of happiness.Weneed new furniture, and he wantsmeto pick it out. Holy shit, another confirmation that Connor maybe sees a future with me. Swiping through the catalog, I hold the iPad up to Connor.
“This is all nothing like what your mother originally furnished the house with,” I point out. He shrugs again.
“You never used the front room when it had her things in it. I thought this might be more to your liking. But you can find another website that’s more your style.”