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“And speak of the fuckin’ devil”

“Dad” Michael grabbed his arht now, so let’s step outside You can say what you caet the fuck out of my town”

“Your town?” He guffawed loudly, and the bar went silent

Michael pinched the bridge of his nose as if it would somehow stop his headache and make his father disappear at the same time

“You move to this nowhere little shithole on the sea for that piece behind me—”

“Watch it,” Michael warned

Aengus s to her with irl doesn’t even want you You always thought you were better than ave up a job I could be proud of you for to chase some tail down the East Coast, only to fumble on a fuckin’ murder case I’m here to talk sense into you Co a fool of yourself and make your old man proud for once”

Before Michael could even forus’s face

“How dare you?” she spat

He sneered, opened his , but she put her palm inches from his face to shut him up

“My turn This is my town And you do not come into my town, berate and insult thehis ass off Do you hear ood nize it in anyone else? You have no honor And you have no right to de the shit you’ve put hih Never mind whether you’re proud of him … what have you ever done to make him proud of you?”

Still reeling fro her tell his father—his father, not him—that she loved hirabbed Dahlia around the wrist, to spit a retaliation in her face

One second his father was in front of hi Dahlia, the next his face was sla hih so the patrons would understand why he’d gotten physical His heart haetting sober before you get your ass in your car and leave”

Then he leaned down to whisper darkly in Aengus’s ear, “You ever touch what’s ain, and that includes Moled against his hold

“Want reat pleasure in it