Irish Bear's Bride (Boston Bear Brothers 3)

“Our work here is done. We need to do a bit more here to seal the deal and then we’ll be home.”

“Trill is gone?”

“The entire Maguire Clan is gone,” Niall told him.

“You’re shitting me,” Olcan replied. “Ronan is okay?”

“I shit you not, Alpha. Ronan is fine too,” Niall told him.

“Good. Good. You sure you shouldn’t keep that title until you get back home?”

“I’m sure. It was good of you to loan it to me, but I think I’ve done all I need to do as Alpha for the McNally Clan.”

“So be it. When will you be home?”

“I’m not sure. I’ll let you know,” Niall replied.

“Keep me updated,” Olcan replied.

“I will. Talk soon,” Niall replied, ending the call and turning to Ronan. “Olcan said to tell you he loves you.”

“The fuck he did,” Ronan laughed.

“Right. He didn’t say it, but he does.”

Ronan laughed and got dressed, walking over to give marching orders to the remainder of the clans. Niall joined him.

“Go home and get some rest for the next few days. There’s no hurry now. Let the carnage die down and then we’ll decide what’s next.”

“Are you the new Alpha then?” Andrew asked, standing very still while one of them cut away the razor wire from him.

“No. I have no intention of taking over as Alpha here. I plan to take my family’s land back and my brother will resume the role as Alpha for our clan. Each of you will need to resume your roles as well or decide what you want to do going forward.”

“Aye. I’ll get the word out to the others. Thanks, Niall. I don’t think we’d have ever gotten ourselves back if you hadn’t come to remind us who we are.”

“You never know. Right now, though, I need a few beers and a comfortable bed. Ronan and I are going to take the wolves back their shitbox car and get dropped off at a hotel with a bar.”

Niall turned and walked away. He was exhausted and happy this was all over, but he was also excited. Now, he could do the one thing he knew he wanted to do more than anything. He smiled as he climbed behind the wheel of the Skoda and drove back to Tesco, Ronan leaning back with his eyes closed beside him.

Tonight, he rested. Tomorrow, he’d take the next step toward sewing things up and making sure there were no loose ends. After that, he would find her and finish what he had started there too.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Deidre

Deidre wasn’t sure what she had expected, but the first two boxes she went to check were empty. One was a bank box, which had Deanna’s name on it, as a representative of her father. She’d shown her ID and they’d given her a private room and the locked box to open. Inside, there was only an envelope, and it was empty. She took it anyway, just in case there was some reason for it, some clue she was missing.

The second box was the same, except there was not even an envelope in this one. Though she hadn’t discussed it with the first bank, she did with the second, trying to decide if she should even continue checking the locations he’d given Deanna in his final words. It wasn’t like it was anything that belonged to her, but she just felt like there might be some clues that helped her determine if she should be worried.

“When was my father last here?” she asked the young woman who had stood outside the door to wait while she checked the box.

“Let’s see,” the woman said, tapping some buttons on the tablet in her hand. She looked up and down some sort of information on the screen and replied, “Six months ago when he opened the account.”

“Opened the account? You mean for the safe deposit box?”

“No. He had a safe deposit box before that. He opened up the joint account with both your names on it.”

“Joint account. I see. Can you tell me how much is in that account?”

The woman looked at her tablet again, clicking a few more buttons and then looking a bit surprised. She looked up at Deidre with a large smile.

“Forty and a half.”

“Four and a half quid?” Deidre replied.

“Four and a half million,” the woman told her.

Deidre stood looking at her incredulously. She couldn’t believe she was hearing her straight for a moment, repeating the number back to her very slowly.

“And some change,” the woman replied, holding the tablet out for her to see the exact total.

“Right,” Deidre replied, noting there was only one transaction on the screen, the one where the money had been deposited.

“Did you need anything else today?”

“Yes. Can I get a new debit card for the account?”

“Of course. I can get you one started, but it will take a few days for you to receive it in the mail.”