Chapter 6 - Shadows of Dublin
The rain lashed against the metal containers,
creating a deafening din that masked our footsteps.
We moved like shadows through the maze of steel,
Killian leading the way.
My heart was pounding,
but my mind was remarkably clear.
I kept my eyes moving,
searching the dark corners for any sign of Kieran’s men.
“There,”
I whispered,
pointing to a small office building overlooking the pier.
The lights inside were on,
casting a warm glow through the rain-slicked windows.
Two men in heavy coats stood guard by the entrance,
their hands tucked near their weapons.
“Kieran’s personal security,”
Killian muttered.
“They are amateurs.”
“They are standing in the light,”
I noted.
“They are easy targets.”
Killian nodded,
his eyes cold.
“We need to get inside without alerting the rest.”
He crept around the side of a container,
positioning himself behind the guards.
With a swift,
silent movement,
he stepped out of the shadows.
The first guard did not even have time to turn before Killian’s weapon hissed.
The man collapsed onto the wet concrete.
The second guard lunged for his holster,
but Killian was faster,
firing a single round into his chest.
Both men lay silent in the rain.
Killian dragged their bodies into the shadow of a container,
his face expressionless.
“Keep close,”
he whispered to me.
We slipped through the front door of the office,
stepping into a dusty hallway.
The air inside was warm,
smelling of cheap coffee and wet wool.
From the upper floor,
we could hear the sound of voices raised in anger.
“I do not care about the details,
Kieran!”
Aoife’s voice rang out,
sharp and demanding.
“We have the ledger,
but Killian is still alive.”
“My men are searching the city,”
Kieran’s voice replied,
sounding defensive.
“He cannot have gone far.”
“He is a wounded beast,
and he has nowhere to run.”
“You underestimate him,”
Aoife snapped.
“He is the devil of Dublin,
and he will come for us.”
Killian looked at me,
a dark,
satisfied smile on his lips.
“She is right about one thing,”
May you like
he whispered.
“I am coming.”
