Read Online Convicted: A Mafia Romance by Jacee Macguire - Free Book Online Page B

anything to stop us from making our case.”
    “But we already know of his existence.”
    “Right. But he doesn’t know that. He only knows that we are looking deeper into the case. He’s nervous. He’ll make mistakes. They always do.”
    “Then we need to take a trip to the orphanage, and soon. You’ll be updating Sebastian on Friday again right?” Davis asked, rubbing one chunky hand over his sweaty bald head.
    “Yes, sir. He knows of our suspicions. I made sure to fill him in on that last Friday. He was shocked. I don’t think he knew he was a twin.”
    “Any word on the blood sample results?”
    “Not yet. I hand-delivered them to the medical examiner’s office. Becky assured me she would push it through quickly. She will contact me as soon as she has the results.”
    “Good.”
    The rest of the day, the team worked their fingers to the bone, trying to find out more about Theron. We needed to know everything we could about his life. For one, we needed to know what he looked like. Did he resemble his brother? We had no way of knowing at this point. He could be anyone? I glanced around the room at the men, wondering how close he could get to us without being detected. Fear raked me at the realization that he could be so close to us and we would never know.
    Glancing at Hackett and Eamon standing guard at the main entrance, I wondered if Eamon knew more than he had said in his story. He didn’t seem to be the type to leave anything out, but I hadn’t really questioned what he had told me. No, I had only listened. But it was time I dug a little deeper into the Christakos family’s past before someone else died.
    “Eamon? I need to speak to you.” I shouted across the room. He glanced at Hackett who gave him a nod as he took a drag off his cigarette.
    I really didn’t know exactly what I should ask Eamon about Sebastian’s family, but at this point, any information provided could make a difference. Sitting back in my squeaky-ass chair, I snatched the papers on Theron Christakos, gripping them snuggly in my hand.
    “Yes, Miss?” he ground out in a deep raspy voice as he approached.
    “I have a few more questions about the night Sebastian was born. And the family.”
    “I will tell you what I can. For Sebastian.”
    “I know that you have served the family for many years and you know a great deal about them. I will not ask about their business as that would be crossing a fine line I don’t wish to cross.” He nodded, remaining quiet. “Who took the baby away that night?”
    “I...” He hesitated.
    “Please, it is very important that we know as much as possible.”
    “Sebastian’s father took him away. I heard him whispering to someone that night. He spoke of heirs and the danger of having two brothers so close in age. He took the boy away. Nobody saw the child. But we all – everyone in the house that night – knew about the second child.”
    “Could someone in the family be working against Sebastian to gain control of the family business?”
    “I have no idea. I wouldn’t think anyone would be crazy enough to stand against the rightful heir to the Christakos family business.”
    “Okay. Did Sebastian’s father communicate with the boy he sent away?”
    “I wouldn’t know, Miss. I was not part of the inner circle at the time.”
    “Do you know who would know?”
    “Like I said, I wasn’t in Sebastian’s father’s trusted circle. Only his most trusted men would have known. Maybe not even them. They’re dead now anyway, Miss. His secret has been buried along with them.
    “No, Eamon. The secret he kept is alive and well and it’s killing innocent people.”
    “Yes, Miss, it is.” Eamon’s voice was filled with sadness. I could see the hurt in his eyes as much as I felt it in my own heart. He had cared for Meg. I’d only witnessed them together talking a few times, but her smile was electric in his presence. I couldn’t imagine what he must be feeling. But his pain seeped from