spoke up.
He sighed so loudly that we could hear it clear as day through the phone. My dad wasn’t a stressed man. He wanted something, he got it, and he didn’t feel bad about it. The only emotion I’ve ever seen come out of him was the night he had the accident. Tonight was starting to freak me out, though. He almost seemed on edge about something.
“Listen, you two. This has been a long time coming. Our family has not been on good terms with the Delany’s for well over 25 years, so this is just the tip of the iceberg. I’m getting ahead of myself, though…let me explain…”
Then he went on to tell us what we didn’t want to hear.
Back when my father had just gotten his hands wet with the family business he met a girl. That girl is now my mother. That girl was engaged to a Delany when she met my father. You can imagine the bad blood that came from that. Add in his son having an illegitimate child with a long lost Delany and it just made it worse. One might think that because she didn’t grow up one of them that they wouldn’t care as much, but blood is blood. They had just found her a few months before she died so naturally the crime filled family has been trying to avenge her death ever since. Unfortunately for Molly, it came at just the right time for them. I had just popped into town, showed interest in her job, and boom. She landed the biggest contract of her career, unbeknownst to her that it was all to get at me. To make me pay for what I apparently did to their little girl. Word in a small town spreads quickly when you don’t add in the power of the Delany family. I’m sure they knew I had the job with her before I did. More than likely their plans changed as Molly and I became more serious, making her the target so I would have to live with the heartbreak. He then explained what I already know about Robert Delany’s past. In Texas, Rob was known as a player. Not just one night stand type of player. One that left women near death from the abuse they went through. Everyone was tight lipped, but secrets slipped every now and then. We knew enough to know that if he got his hands on her it wouldn’t end pretty.
Molly sat next to me on the couch, staring at the phone as my father continued talking. When the line went silent on the other end of the phone she spoke up.
“Well that fucking sucks.” She said in full seriousness. I couldn’t help but laugh at her tone, it was too damn cute. My father didn’t find it funny at all, however.
“You could put it that way, Molly. Any way you put it, though, you need to know that working the wedding this weekend is not a good idea.” Shit we have been through this dad! I can see her face getting redder, her hands balling up, and I know my father is about to conjure the wrath of Molly Ward if he doesn’t watch it. “Listen to me dear, you don’t know when this family is going to strike I have tried my hardest to get any drip of info I can, but every lead is coming up dry.” I know the true meanings of my father’s words and suddenly understand why he feels so strongly about this. The strong arm technique didn’t work with this case. My father is always able to get information out of people if he has them beat long enough. I saw Molly about to unleash so I jumped in before she exploded on my father. As cute as that would be, I’m not sure he would appreciate it.
“Dad we can’t pull out with the wedding weekend mere hours away. Robert would know something was up. It’s not going to get us clear form this fiasco.” He was quiet for a moment, then grunted. He agreed, but he wasn’t happy about it. We had to play it cool, act unsuspecting. Put on the best act we could, then catch him before he’s able to strike. Whatever he has
He sighed so loudly that we could hear it clear as day through the phone. My dad wasn’t a stressed man. He wanted something, he got it, and he didn’t feel bad about it. The only emotion I’ve ever seen come out of him was the night he had the accident. Tonight was starting to freak me out, though. He almost seemed on edge about something.
“Listen, you two. This has been a long time coming. Our family has not been on good terms with the Delany’s for well over 25 years, so this is just the tip of the iceberg. I’m getting ahead of myself, though…let me explain…”
Then he went on to tell us what we didn’t want to hear.
Back when my father had just gotten his hands wet with the family business he met a girl. That girl is now my mother. That girl was engaged to a Delany when she met my father. You can imagine the bad blood that came from that. Add in his son having an illegitimate child with a long lost Delany and it just made it worse. One might think that because she didn’t grow up one of them that they wouldn’t care as much, but blood is blood. They had just found her a few months before she died so naturally the crime filled family has been trying to avenge her death ever since. Unfortunately for Molly, it came at just the right time for them. I had just popped into town, showed interest in her job, and boom. She landed the biggest contract of her career, unbeknownst to her that it was all to get at me. To make me pay for what I apparently did to their little girl. Word in a small town spreads quickly when you don’t add in the power of the Delany family. I’m sure they knew I had the job with her before I did. More than likely their plans changed as Molly and I became more serious, making her the target so I would have to live with the heartbreak. He then explained what I already know about Robert Delany’s past. In Texas, Rob was known as a player. Not just one night stand type of player. One that left women near death from the abuse they went through. Everyone was tight lipped, but secrets slipped every now and then. We knew enough to know that if he got his hands on her it wouldn’t end pretty.
Molly sat next to me on the couch, staring at the phone as my father continued talking. When the line went silent on the other end of the phone she spoke up.
“Well that fucking sucks.” She said in full seriousness. I couldn’t help but laugh at her tone, it was too damn cute. My father didn’t find it funny at all, however.
“You could put it that way, Molly. Any way you put it, though, you need to know that working the wedding this weekend is not a good idea.” Shit we have been through this dad! I can see her face getting redder, her hands balling up, and I know my father is about to conjure the wrath of Molly Ward if he doesn’t watch it. “Listen to me dear, you don’t know when this family is going to strike I have tried my hardest to get any drip of info I can, but every lead is coming up dry.” I know the true meanings of my father’s words and suddenly understand why he feels so strongly about this. The strong arm technique didn’t work with this case. My father is always able to get information out of people if he has them beat long enough. I saw Molly about to unleash so I jumped in before she exploded on my father. As cute as that would be, I’m not sure he would appreciate it.
“Dad we can’t pull out with the wedding weekend mere hours away. Robert would know something was up. It’s not going to get us clear form this fiasco.” He was quiet for a moment, then grunted. He agreed, but he wasn’t happy about it. We had to play it cool, act unsuspecting. Put on the best act we could, then catch him before he’s able to strike. Whatever he has
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