Chapter Thirty-Five

Bryan registered the look on Aine’s face and promised himself that if he ever came across the Callum bloke he was going to give him a good pounding.

“Do you... do you want to open it?” She asked Bryan, looking at the letter as though it was a key to unlock all sorts of vile evil things.

“I should be asking you, Aine.” He said and place a hand on her cheek. She was pale and clammy and although he touched her gently, he was brimming with absolute anger.

“I don’t, not really. But if it’s connected to Rhoda in any way. Connected to everything that is happening, then I suppose I need to. I don’t want to, but I might need to.”

“Inside. We will take this inside.” He opened il the door and took her hand in his, leading her into the house,

“Lord, why won’t these people leave us alone.” She groaned out as she sat on the couch, burying her face into her hands.

“Hey, hey.” He sat beside her, and place a hand over her shoulders, gently dropping her hands and lifting her head by her chin. “It’s oka