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"Looks like I’ his head toward the steps Looking fairly respectable in dark trousers, shirt, white collar, and what looked like a hand-knitted sweater with a s sharp, Father Pat," Kieran said straight-faced

"Thank you, Kieran I think this jue I really had no idea whether he was being serious or not

"Not that I don’t appreciate it But why are you here as well, Father?" I asked him and he turned to Danny to explain

"You ever lose your temper in front of Father Pat?" Danny asked

"No," I responded

"Then that’s why," he explained, lighting up another cigarette onlyout the last one

"Jesus, I don’t need feckin’ babysitters, Danny," I scoffed

"Can we leave Jesus out of this, son? I have a feeling we’ll need him on our side later," Father Pat repriized

"You ever seen Frank?" Danny asked

"No You know I haven’t," I replied grinding , slionna want to vault over the barriers and smash his nose into the back of his skull I know ’cause I’ve been feelin’ that way since I first saw hiive out long before I ever ood but it ain’t what Eot it in me to keepthis important?"

"No, I don’t I just said that, didn’t I? You’re young and ionna twist you up When that red reat deal of space between his face and your fist So to be on the safe side, I’onna stand one side of you and Father Pat will be on the other Kieran, Heath, and Liam will be the human shield in front of you"

"Gee thanks," Earnshaw said, and Danny frowned at hiet this show on the road then," Kieran told them, and we all headed into court

"I still think this is overkill," I gru out his cigarette at the last possible allery by the court clerk who eyeballed e caht up from the cells The bastard was dressed sharply in a dark suit, and his newly cut hair was styled neatly back If there was any fucking justice in the world, he’d co like he’d been run over