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- Author: Harley Diamond
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The Hudson Dusters’ HQ, Manhattan, New York
BLAH. BLAH. BLAH.
I roll my eyes as I silently mouth the words behind Eoin O’Connell’s
back. Have I got a death wish? No siree. Only Dylan and Paddy saw me.
Cill’s face is buried in his phone. I’d yawn exaggeratedly too, but that might
be taking things too far. They know I’m only messing, but he’s still their big
The future Da Duster.
He who must be obeyed. And listened to, obviously, even if somewhat
reluctantly at times. At least by me.
Is blood thicker than water? Not always. At least not in this life. I’ve got
an older brother of my own, and as much as I love Tadgh, I’d have been
tempted to kneecap him right about now.
I switched off from the conversation a full ten minutes ago. If you can
call it that. See, to me, conversing means holding a meaningful discussion
where one or more other receptive parties are allowed to participate.
Eoin talks rather than listens. He doesn’t like to be interrupted either. The
Irishman loves the sound of his own voice.
If he were chocolate, he’d eat himself.
I’m not saying he’s not making complete sense. He is. He’s articulate.
Intelligent and then some. But dear Lordy Lou, does he go on. I blame
economics. It’s when he’s allowed to go off on a tangent on matters relating
to that particular subject. It’s the equivalent of me boring people to death
talking about balance sheets. I bet he jerks off in the shower every morning
while daydreaming about the laws of supply and demand.
He walks to the end of the room and then turns around and stares straight
at me. I immediately switch to my poker face. Is he expecting me to look
impressed? I smile and nod, trying to appear just that—anything for a quiet
Well, he is my boss, sort of, as he is paying handsomely for the privilege
of me undertaking contracted work for The Hudson Dusters here in New
York City via my company, Jones and Associates Accountancy. Or JAA for
For the record, I’m the Associates in that title.
Also, for the record, I’m worth every dime.
Eoin is tall, dark, and looks menacingly handsome in his ten-thousanddollar business suit. And he wears that autocratic leadership style of his
pinned to his lapel like a badge of honor.
He’s the eldest son at thirty-seven. The heir to this whole shebang. Rumor
has it he’s under pressure to find himself a suitable mobster wife. That the
stopwatch to his nuptials is now silently counting down whether he likes it or
It’s never been mentioned aloud, but until recently, he had his sights set
firmly on my business partner, Jaine Jones.
Unfortunately for Eoin, Jaine recently got married. Fortunately for the
rest of us, she kept her own name.
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