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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
Страница: 79 из 267I need to know how he knows about that stuff, and I need to know now.»
«I can't tell you. I promised.»
O'Rourke took in a deep breath and then let it out in a frustrated moan. He wasn't getting anywhere. Rielly was every bit as stubborn as his wife. Changing tactics, he asked, «Do you think it's fair to my family that Mitch has dumped this on us? He's obviously in some serious shit if he's worried about your safety.» Leaning closer to Rielly he said, «I think I know what Mitch does for a living, and this is not some game.» O'Rourke pointed to himself. «I know. I've been there. Dark-clad men, in the middle of the night with silenced weapons, making people disappear without a trace. That's why he got hold of us. There is no other reason. He's worried about your safety. Now; would you please answer my questions? I need and deserve to know what we've been involved in.»
Rielly's tears fell even harder, and she blew her nose on a tissue. «I can't. I made a promise.»
O'Rourke was getting really frustrated. Tears be damned, he pushed ahead. «Mitch wanted us to bring you here because he's afraid someone will try to get their hands on you so they can get to him. I have no problem protecting you. I love you, and Liz loves you, but for Christ sake, we're now in danger, too. If you won't answer my questions, I'm going to be forced to start digging.»
Rielly began to cry so hard she shook. Liz pulled her close and held her tight. She looked at her husband with the most disgusted expression he had ever seen. He opened his mouth to speak, but Liz stuck her hand out. «Don't say another word.»
O'Rourke stood and out of sheer frustration said, «This is a bunch of bullshit.»
A second later, Anna Rielly was up and walking across the room. «I'm sorry… I'm so sorry I got you involved in this.» She continued into the foyer and grabbed her jacket.
Liz O'Rourke was right on her heels. As she passed her six-foot-two-inch, two-hundred-fifteen-pound husband, she delivered a forearm shiver that moved him back a step.
«Anna, where do you think you're going?» shouted Liz. «I'm leaving. It's not fair to have gotten you involved in this. I made the choice to fall in love with him, not you. You shouldn't have to go through this.»
Liz grabbed her best friend by the arm and swung her back toward the stairs. Pushing her up the steps, she said, «You are staying right here until I know you're safe!» Rielly began to protest, but Liz would have none of it. She continued pushing her old college roommate up the stairs.
«I can't tell you. I promised.»
O'Rourke took in a deep breath and then let it out in a frustrated moan. He wasn't getting anywhere. Rielly was every bit as stubborn as his wife. Changing tactics, he asked, «Do you think it's fair to my family that Mitch has dumped this on us? He's obviously in some serious shit if he's worried about your safety.» Leaning closer to Rielly he said, «I think I know what Mitch does for a living, and this is not some game.» O'Rourke pointed to himself. «I know. I've been there. Dark-clad men, in the middle of the night with silenced weapons, making people disappear without a trace. That's why he got hold of us. There is no other reason. He's worried about your safety. Now; would you please answer my questions? I need and deserve to know what we've been involved in.»
Rielly's tears fell even harder, and she blew her nose on a tissue. «I can't. I made a promise.»
O'Rourke was getting really frustrated. Tears be damned, he pushed ahead. «Mitch wanted us to bring you here because he's afraid someone will try to get their hands on you so they can get to him. I have no problem protecting you. I love you, and Liz loves you, but for Christ sake, we're now in danger, too. If you won't answer my questions, I'm going to be forced to start digging.»
Rielly began to cry so hard she shook. Liz pulled her close and held her tight. She looked at her husband with the most disgusted expression he had ever seen. He opened his mouth to speak, but Liz stuck her hand out. «Don't say another word.»
O'Rourke stood and out of sheer frustration said, «This is a bunch of bullshit.»
A second later, Anna Rielly was up and walking across the room. «I'm sorry… I'm so sorry I got you involved in this.» She continued into the foyer and grabbed her jacket.
Liz O'Rourke was right on her heels. As she passed her six-foot-two-inch, two-hundred-fifteen-pound husband, she delivered a forearm shiver that moved him back a step.
«Anna, where do you think you're going?» shouted Liz. «I'm leaving. It's not fair to have gotten you involved in this. I made the choice to fall in love with him, not you. You shouldn't have to go through this.»
Liz grabbed her best friend by the arm and swung her back toward the stairs. Pushing her up the steps, she said, «You are staying right here until I know you're safe!» Rielly began to protest, but Liz would have none of it. She continued pushing her old college roommate up the stairs.