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later that the clan hadgotten word that the Aer Lingus flight had disappeared over the Atlantic. Only a few objects had been recovered.
    Forcing herself to think of the happy things—like Bann and Cor cruising the streets of High Springs—Shay put away her book, then tidied her apothecary storeroom. Hands on autopilot, she sorted through a fresh pile of
sláinte
nettle leaves. The plant, more commonly known to mortals as the deadnettle plant, had magical healing properties when used as a tea or salve or wash to cure almost any wound or illness.
Almost
. She recalled the times, blessedly only a few, where someone had been hurt beyond her ability to heal them.
    She spread the leaves evenly on the drying rack that took up one entire shelf of her apothecary, making sure they were curing correctly. The scent, a mix of peppermint and coffee and sap rising in the pines, filled the tiny room. Being the clan’s only Healer was a full-time job, she recalled telling Bann a few weeks ago.
I hope he understands that. We should probably sit down and discuss roles in our marriage sooner than later. Today would be a good time
.
    The doorbell chimed. Frowning, she dusted her fingers on her jeans and hurried across the great room to the front door and peeked out the small window set high in the upper panel. She made a face, then swung it open.
    â€œWeston Tully.”
    â€œHello, Shay.” The leader of the Tully clan stood near the lowest step, one hand resting on the haft of a hunting knife sheathed on his right hip. The same height and build as Bann, he wore his dark hair in a buzz cut.His blue eyes were as cold as ever. A Dukes of Hazzard sports car, sans the Confederate-flag paint job, sat idling at the curb and facing away from her house.
For a quick getaway
, she thought. The smell of exhaust assaulted her nose as she stepped outside.
    â€œIs Boru around?”
    â€œWhat do you want?” Her hand hovered over her own knife.
    â€œI just ran into your cousin downtown. Laney told me Boru has decided to stay here. Permanently.”
    I don’t know what’s bigger
—
Laney’s mouth or her boobs
. “And?”
    Tully raised his chin. “And like I said before, we don’t want him here in High Springs. Hell,
any
part of Colorado.”
    â€œTough shit. He’s staying.”
    â€œBecause of him, I have two dead clan members already. Using
your
dog as a weapon.”
    â€œCernunnos killed Quinn and Thomas.
Not
Bann.
Not
Max. As you well know. Although technically, Quinn got himself killed by being an asshole.”
    â€œNone of this would have happened in the first place if it weren’t for Boru bringing the god into our midst.” Before Shay could speak, he leaned forward, crowding her personal space. “I told you Doyles before—we’re not letting any more Tullys get killed. If he chooses to stick around here,
and
if Cernunnos, in whatever form, shows up again, then we’re coming for Boru. And his kid.”
    â€œYou keep saying that.” Shay curled her lip and held her ground. “What does that mean, anyway? That you’ll hand over two of our own people, one of them just a child, to that monster?”
    â€œTo keep my clan safe? Yes. I would. In a heartbeat.”
    You don’t have a heart
. “We Doyles will stop you, you know.”
At least
some
of us will
.
    The clan leader shrugged. “Your choice. Don’t blame my clan if some of you end up under a burial cairn.”
    A low rumble filled the midday air. It grew louder. Tully spun around. Glancing past her visitor’s shoulder, Shay saw Bann’s truck turn into the cul-de-sac. The sun bounced off the vehicle’s chrome and windows like heliographs signaling the start of war. Driving at a speed that made her wonder briefly if her betrothed was planning on ramming Tully’s car, Bann skidded to a stop at the foot of the driveway. He climbed out with a quiet word to Cor,