Dublin Rogue (EMERALD ISLE MAFIA #1) by Jenn Madore EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Jenn Madore
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Madelaine
I hear them before I see them—the muffled sounds of breaking glass
downstairs, the low voices, then shouting.
It’s late.
The darkness outside is a pitch-black veil that hides the dangers lurking
just beyond the reach of the Chicago streetlights.
Bang! The first gunshot.
Panic claws at me, raw and overwhelming. My mind races—the
emergency numbers, the escape routes we never thought we’d need, all of it
blurs in my terrified mind.
I scramble in the covers, my hands shaking as I grab my phone. Heavy
footsteps on the stairs bring the danger to me. My breath hitches, my body
frozen in terror and indecision.
In that split second, I realize the truth that chills me more deeply than
the chilly night air.
I’m going to die.
The bedroom door crashes open with a violence that sends splinters
flying across the room. A man in black steps into my bedroom—a silhouette
of malice framed by the hallway light. I scream and shuffle off the bed,
backing up against the wall.
My heart stutters as I recognize him—a former client from criminal
court. Trace? Travis? No. Tray.
Tray Garreth was looking at seven years for a third-degree weapons
possession charge. I got him kicked free…so he could kill me.
Irony is a fickle bitch.
“Mrs. Moneta,” he growls, his voice a harsh whisper in the dark. The
sight of him, here, in my personal space, shakes me to the core. “Where is
your husband?”
I blink. “Probably out fucking a law clerk.”
“He’s not here?”
“I don’t know. He often works late downstairs.”
He shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter. They’ll find him. But you need to
come with me if you want to live.”
The absurdity of the situation is almost laughable—almost.
“What? Aren’t you going to kill me?”
“Not if I don’t have to. Hurry. Get dressed.”
Too terrified to speak, I race into my closet, pull on pants, a pair of flats,
and grab the ‘I’m leaving you bag’ I stashed in the back of the closet.
When I hurry back out to my bedroom, Tray is waiting by the door. He
steps aside, gesturing sharply. “Quiet. Follow me.”
I move to leave and then rush back to the glass cabinet behind my desk.
Opening the door, I grab the copper urn and tuck my mother’s remains
under my arm.
If I’m leaving this place, I’m not coming back. And I’m definitely not
leaving her behind.
“We need to go.” His urgency brooks no argument, but I have what I
need.
We descend the staff stairs, bypassing the main hall where the sounds of
the intrusion grow louder. There are men shouting in my father-in-law’s
study.
Tray leads me through the kitchen, to the staff door and outside.
Outside, we move quickly across the backyard, shadows among shadows.
As we reach the boundary wall, Tray helps me over the old stone wall
with a grunt,
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