The Annie Carter Series Books 1–4

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Jessie Keane

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2018

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‘Kieron, calm down,’ said Orla.

Annie had never seen him so steamed up. This was the real Kieron, she knew that now. Not a gentle artist at all, but the spoiled son of a mad family, determined that everything should go his way. It had made him a killer of his own kin. It had made him dangerous in the extreme.

Kieron turned from the desk. Redmond grabbed at his arm, but he spun away, shrugging himself free. Feeling a sudden frisson of fear, Annie got to her feet. Orla rose too. The small room was packed with bodies, it was too warm in here, too tightly enclosed. And then, without warning, there was a gun in Kieron’s hand and he was pointing it at Max’s chest.

Annie suddenly saw what a fool she had been in the past. She had been fearful for Kieron’s safety because of Max. Now she knew she’d got it wrong.

‘Well, we’ve all had our confession time, haven’t we?’ Kieron sneered. ‘All the little secrets have come out and we all feel better for it, don’t we? And now there’s only one piece of rubbish still in need of clearing away.’

He took aim. Max stood frozen. Orla screamed Kieron’s name, but he was deaf, triumphant at last to be destroying his enemy, his rival for Annie.

How deep blood runs, Annie thought in horror. Ruthie and Mum, drinking themselves steadily to death. Kieron and his violent family. He’d grown up mired in shady deals and strong-arm stuff, with intimidation and incest and a mob of boys willing to do anything the Delaneys told them to. He was no gentle artist. A predilection for mayhem had seeped into him, like arsenic into a victim’s skin.

Kieron cocked the gun, ready to fire.

The audience downstairs roared as the compère announced the next act. Redmond lunged towards Kieron. Not fast enough. Max was standing there.

Christ, why doesn’t he move? thought Annie, frantic and terrified.

She saw Kieron’s finger tighten on the trigger as if in slow motion. Without a thought in her head she flung herself around the desk. Orla’s screams rang in her ears. Annie threw herself at Max, thrusting him aside.

The bullet smashed into her, knocking her into the chair which fell beneath her as she crashed into the wall. Such an impact. A loud explosion, deafening. Then smoke and the stench of cordite and a fierce, all-encompassing pain.

She couldn’t breathe. She fell, seeing smears of blood – her blood – spattering over the wall behind Max’s desk.

The world began to float around her. She lay on her back, something digging into her hip, Max’s face leaning over her. His mouth was moving, but she couldn’t hear. Everything was peaceful and warm and the pain was slipping away from her, going to another place.

I love you, she tried to tell him. I’ve loved you for ever

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