Tempting The Mafia Twins (Genesis and Kiefer) novel Chapter 22

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“I didn’t know what they were doing,” Tadgh said quietly.

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“Right. You are exactly like him,” she stared outside wishing

she was there instead of trapped in the plane. “You don’t miss anything. It’s why you picked me out so easily in a crowd in Burbank. You can’t tell me you, the man who once noticed a guy with a gun across a busy restaurant, didn’t notice what was happening right under your nose in your own house.”

He sighed, “Genesis, I didn’t notice because I was looking everywhere but at you.”

“No shit.”

“You’re not going to ask why?”

“I know why. You hated me. You made it clear the first day

we met in Dublin. You made it clear on my wedding day

when you asked Kiefer in front of me whether he was sure he

wanted to do this and make the biggest mistake of his life in

marrying me. You made it clear when you would leave each

time I sat down at the table. You made it abundantly clear when you turned your blind eye to the abuse your sister and Logise inflicted on me.”

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“I never hated you,” he said quietly, “not even when you

turned Kiefer in.”

“Did you ever get a copy of my statement I gave to the

agents who showed up at the hospital the morning I was

there?”

“No.”

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“Apparently, they’d been watching me because about six weeks before, I’d gone to the hospital for a wrist sprain. A spiral fracture they called it, caused by twisting. A nurse on duty tried to get me to say I was being assaulted by my husband. Domestic abuse. She called it in to the local police department. I had a fracture in my forearm, and they were going to put a cast on it but then the cop showed up to talk to me and I walked out without treatment. I got one of those

elasticated bandage wraps from a drug store and put it on myself with the help of the housekeeper. However, since I walked out without talking to the cop, they ran my name

in a database. I was a person of interest because of my

involvement with Kiefer. The minute I was admitted for the

miscarriage, and the bruising, they called it in again and

this time FBI came straight at me. A doctor and nurse stood there telling me the bleeding meant I was losing my baby and there was nothing they could do. Fifteen minutes later an Altrasound confirmed there was still one viable embryo and17 16:47

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there was a heartbeat. When the FBI came in to ask if I’d give

a statement and they’d put me in witness protection, I told

them I’d be willing to do what they said.”

“You weren’t in witness protection.”

“Nope.” She sniffed and then gripped the edge of her seat when the plane started to taxi.

“What was on the statement?”

“Kiefer O’Reilly once took me to the dock and when I asked him what was in the big train cargo bins which displayed the O’Reilly Pharmaceutical logo on the side, he laughed and said drugs.” She recited it with a bitter laugh. “While I lay bleeding on the table, those two fools were bickering over whether it was enough for a warrant. I knew if anything, it was enough to keep him occupied so I could make my escape. Stole some clothes from an old lady who’d been admitted to the gynecology unit but was roughly my size. While the two agents argued back and forth in my room over

whether or not the information, I signed my name to, was

enough to hold him, I left.”

“You went to Astra’s? We went to her place, and you weren’t

there. We watched her for months.”

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“I never went to her place. Meeting her was a coincidence.

I eventually landed in Miami when I was around six months

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pregnant. She was there on business, and I went to a

bookstore while I was there. We share a love of books. It’s

how we always connected. I looked up and she was standing not five feet from me. From there on out, she helped me

hide.”

“Why were you in Miami?”

“Sentiment, I guess. I was a fire station box baby in

Tallahassee and Miami was close enough without being

there. I was adopted by a nice couple who was on a wait

list. They died when I was six. I was in foster care until I was

sixteen, but I was lucky I always was placed with decent

foster parents, all three sets of them. I graduated early

from high school since I was pretty smart and got a full

ride scholarship. I moved away at sixteen to start college. I

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