It takes ages to get to the police department and my arms are hurting when we finally do.
"I've never been happier to see a damn police station!" I mutter as we head up the steps.
I hear voices as we enter the main part of the station "Anything in a uniform or flashing blue lights is gonna spook 'em. Okay? So the only thing we can do is put a potato on a string and drag it through South Boston. Thanks for comin' out." Rude.
"You'd probably have better luck with a beer." Murphy says with a smirk, the comment not even fazing him
"You would" Conor agrees with a grin
The whole room stares at us in shock. I smile a little not really sure what else to do.
"Hey, Greenly. Onion bagel, cream cheese" The guy, who I'm assuming is the Agent Smecker from the card, says with a smirk
The Greenly guy was the one who spoke and he put his head down into his hands.
Smecker looks up at us "This way boys and girl"
He takes us into a soft interrogation room and leaves as we sit. He comes back with doughnuts and coffee.
I dive for both. Smecker inspects my face for a moment "Miss Catriona McAndrew"
I look at him surprised "Yes, how do you know that?"
He smirks "Your mother reported you missing"
I raise an eyebrow "my mother?"
"You look surprised" he says
"It's unusual for my family to go to the police for anything but as a member of the organised crime unit you would know that" I tell him
Smecker chuckles "Yes, I do. I might as well settle two cases while I'm here. Why were you reported missing?"
I look at Connor who nods. I look back at Smecker and say "Well, my father treats me like a doll. Kept me looked up in a room that has been kept the same since I was ten. All pink and frilly, it's God awful. The only reason I got an education was to keep me temporarily distracted. However, when that distraction was over and I wanted to leave and earn an honest living my father all but had a heart attack and locked me in my room. I snuck out one evening and met these two. They had known me about six hours when they offered me to stay with them and I took them up on that offer. That's all. I'm 22 years old and I left home. Hardly a missing person. If anything I escaped captivity and that's why I never left a note"
Smecker nods slowly "Well in that case, I won't reveal your identity to the press. All they know is a woman was present at the scene"
I frown "How do ye know that?"
Smecker pulls an evidence bag out of his pocket and places it on the table.
My hand flies to my ear automatically "My earring. I didn't even notice it was gone"
"You can have it back" Smecker says
I smile at him and take the earring out of the bag "Thank you, for this and not revealing my identity, I appreciate that. I don't want these two to get hurt even more because of me"
Murphy and Connor's hands both grip one of my thighs each under the table. Smecker turns on the boys "This conversation is going to be recorded. Just answer to the best of your knowledge."
"Excuse me, sir. Please." Murphy says and places his hand over the recording device. He leans into me and whispers in Latin "What do we tell him about the guns and money?"
"We just got up and left. Bum musta rolled them before the police got there." Connor answers in Latin.
They look at me and I nod. Smecker looks between us with a smirk. Murphy sits straight and nods "We're ready"
Smecker turn on the recorder "You are not under oath here. Just answer the questions. I'm assuming you knew these guys from before?" He offers us cigarettes.
The boys take one each and Murphy also grabs me one and holds it to my mouth. I take it and hold still as he lights it.
"We met them last night." Connor says, putting his own on a napkin until he finishes his doughnut
"They had some pretty interesting bandages." Smecker says with a smirk "Know anything about that?"
The boys and I look between each other and resist laughing. Connor and Murphy relive the previous night.
"So, how is it that you guys are fluent in Russian?" Smecker asks
"We paid attention in school." Connor says
"Know any other languages?" Smecker asks
"Aye. Our mother insisted on it. French." Murphy says then in French ask "How do you think he figured all this out without talking to us?"
"That's beautiful" Smecker says
"I have no idea. Maybe someone saw and talked." Connor says in Italian then chuckles "It's Italian" He says to Smecker
"Not in our neighbourhood, man. A hundred percent Irish. No one talks to cops. Period." Murphy says in German.
"Then I guess he's just real... real good." Connor says in Spanish
I giggle a little "It makes me wonder who actually does speak to the police" I say in Gaelic, it's more to myself.
Both boys smirk at me "It's sexy when you speak Gaelic" Connor says
I grin "I am sexy, babe"
"Babe? You're dating them both?" Smecker asks with a smirk
Murphy puts an arm over my shoulder "Aye, she is. Got a problem with that?"
Smecker shakes his head "Each to their own"
"I'm glad you see it that way" I say taking a draw on my cigarette.
"What are you guys doing working at a fucking meat packing plant?" Smecker asks
Both boys laugh and the door opens and a cop walks in "Agent Smecker? The press is everywhere. They're just goin' nuts for these guys. I don't know what you wanna do."
"You're not being charged. It's up to you. You wanna talk to 'em?" Smecker asks
"Absolutely not." Connor says
"No pictures either. Is there anyway that we could stay here?" Murphy asks the cop
"Yeah. You know, we have an extra holding cell you guys can..." the officer trails off and looks at Smecker "Can they stay?"
Smecker makes a patronizing face "Well, we'll have to check with your mom. But it's okay with me if your friends sleep over."
The three of us laugh at that and the cop looks embarrassed "Time to feed the dogs." Smecker says and stands, grabbing his jacket.
I put my head on Murphy's shoulder "Uh, my stomach is killing me"
"Here, you got any pain killers?" Murphy asks the cop
He nods "Uh, yeah. Give me a minute"
"No one has kicked me in the stomach like that in a while." I say with a giggle.
A hand strokes my hair "And it won't happen again" Connor says firmly.
I giggle "Never say never"
Murphy grabs my face and lifts it to look at his face. He looks angry "We mean never!"
My eyes widen "Guys, relax, I…" Murphy's mouth cuts off the rest of my sentence.
His free hand grabs my waist to pull me closer. Connor's hand moves my hair over my shoulder and grips my bicep. He kisses a trail up my shoulder to my neck and kisses all the right spots. I moan into Murphy's mouth as the door opens.
I pull away from Murphy abruptly and lose my balance on my chair and fall off it. Connor catches me under the armpits before I hit the concrete floor. The cop looks embarrassed "Sorry" He stutters before placing the pain killers and water on the table.
"I'll, em, show you to the holding cell now" He says, not looking directly at us.
I hear Connor and Murphy chuckle "What's the matter with ya? You never seen a girl get kissed by her boyfriend before?" Connor asks
They're teasing him. "Aye, does it bother ya she has two?" Murphy asks
The guy looks at him shocked and shakes his head rapidly "No! Just surprised"
Connor pulls me onto his knee "Can ya blame us? She's beautiful, don't ya think?"
The cop looks mortified, not quite sure what to say "Y…yes she is"
I sigh "Now boys leave him alone." I smile at the cop "sorry about them they like to tease. You can show us to that holding cell now"