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Ronan Lynch. ([personal profile] weavers) wrote in [community profile] marlowemuses 2016-12-28 03:25 am (UTC)

Ronan almost spat out his coffee. Almost.

"Today?" he asked, incredulous. That was fast. Faster than fast. But looking at Adam, staring down as he sat in that chair, Ronan didn't really need to ask why. What they had could not be saved by the sanctuary of the Barns. Every second on Declan's property was a second where something could go wrong and pull them apart. Ronan didn't want that.

Rubbing his knuckles and chewing on his lip, Ronan considered. "I... guess we could. But I don't know about after breakfast; I still need to go through father's things, and then there's another matter that I'm supposed to handle. One of dad's old clients, Greenmantle, apparently wanted to talk to me. Not sure about what." Declan was supposed to set it up. That was another thing they would have covered yesterday had Ronan not dropped a few very powerful bombs on his brother.

"Think you'd be ready to go tonight?"

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