Celtic Evil: A Fitzgerald Brother Novel: Roarke Read Online Free

then,” Mac muttered, making a choice that could doom them
both. “Well, I hope you like traveling ‘cause you’re about to meet
my family,” he decided.
    “What?” Maggie stared at him, “Why?”
    “First off because you saw
the same thing I did which no one should have been able to, so that
means you could be in danger,” Mac replied then sighed. “And
second, because you’re a hereditary witch with a Book of Shadows on
the one thing that we need in order to stop another
disaster.”
    Still reeling at this
sudden turn, it took Maggie a second to realize he’d left the
patio. “Wait a bloody minute,” she ran after Mac to find him in the
kitchen giving orders to the cook. “According to my sources, all
five of you haven’t been in one place in…”
    “Fifteen years,” Mac
finished with a dry laugh. “Kerry tries to stay in touch but all
five of us haven’t been in the same place since the day our parents
were put in the ground, so I won’t promise it’ll be a friendly
reunion given Ryan’s attitude.”
    “What was that thing?” she
finally had to ask. “If it could break the circle, so to speak, why
hasn’t it before?”
    Mac paused to consider
that. It had been something he’d studied and thought on a lot since
he’d been sixteen years old.
    “Kerry’s the oldest so
he’ll know more but from my point of view, it couldn’t because of
something either one of or both of my parents did on the island
fifteen years ago when they died,” he sighed, lightly touching a
photo on a shelf. “Whatever that was belonged to what killed them
and it knows it’ll take only one of us to either give in to it or
die for it to win.”
    Maggie didn’t care for that
much but she considered. “So who does it consider the
weakest?”
    Surprised by how fast she
was catching on, Mac shrugged. He knew by what the boy had said
what would happen. “‘Two that are left with my father’s temper,’”
he repeated, rolling his eyes. “Ryan and Roarke both got our Da’s
temper when it’s unleashed and both have weaknesses to exploit, but
as to who would give in…,” he only shrugged. “Who knows, and I hope
Kerry’s ready for company and has answers.”
    Maggie Cavanaugh began to
wonder if she shouldn’t have left this assignment alone while she
wandered around the downstairs after her host had disappeared
upstairs.
    “You said your Gran had a
book on us,” Mac came back down the stairs a few moments later with
an overnight bag slung on his shoulder. “Just clippings of a
devoted fan or…”
    “She always seemed
interested and had all the albums your family put out until the
last one,” Maggie considered that question. “When it was announced
that you wouldn’t be together anymore due to a death in the family
she didn’t seem surprised. In fact, she seemed to be expecting it
because she told my Ma once that it was contained for now
but…”
    Mac swore silently under
his breath. “Kerry had to know. Our grandmother had to know.” He
was angry but fought to control it as he saw the young woman’s
confusion. “Short of it… A warlock tried to kill my brother fifteen
years ago and my parents got in the way. They died, Roarke lived,
and we found ourselves yanked apart.
    “My theory is, on that
island fifteen years ago my parents, before they died, cast some
sort of shield to bind the evil but something that powerful can
only be held so long and it looks like it’s loose and God help us
all if it can’t be stopped again.”
     
    Monte Carlo,
Monaco:
     
    A normal night in the small country usually
meant calm seas, clear skies and crowds of tourists or visitors
crammed onto the beaches or the casinos.
    World known for its Royal
Family and also for its casinos, it was where a lot of people came
when seeking to lose themselves for awhile in noise, in the luck of
cards or slots or table games. Some went away with much less than
they arrived with and those very few who came away from a night at
the