Chapter 41

Ronan and Lorcan were standing side by side and completely silent before the still-smoking rubble of the goat barn. The lingering soot and ash in the air caused Felix to double over as a coughing fit took him over. It wasn’t until several heinous-colored wads of phlegm had been expelled that Felix could compose himself enough to join the Malloy men

“Need to cut back on them smokes,” Lorcan said.

“Huh?” Felix was so quick with the comebacks in the mornings.

“Sounds like a pack a day cough to me, too, Grandad.” Ronan turned slightly to throw a wink in Felix’s direction.

Felix had to take a moment to cough up another contaminated blob, spitting it into the dirt behind him.

“Two packs,” Lorcan said.

“Ha ha,” Felix croaked. “You and your jokes. Man, I feel like shit.”

“Looks like it too,” Ronan said.

“Thanks a lot,” Felix said with a frown. He turned to check the road, fearing Molly would arrive any moment.