#Chapter160
/"I am going to fucking kill him,/" Isaac Reid raged. /"I'm going to scoop his eyes out with a spoon and feed them to him. Then I'ma gut him with a rusty hook like a week-old fish. Then I'm gonna —/"
Closing his eyes, breathing out a wheezy chuckle as Eyes' list grew longer and more disturbed, Ronan relished the inelastic weight of security that came with it; Isaac had his back, regardless of whether he was in the right or wrong.
It was one of the many qualities he adored about the other man. It was a loyalty so profound that just being on the receiving end of it was like a gift. And for the first time in a long time, Ronan blew out a sigh of relief.
He'd spilled the beans. Told Isaac everything. All the sneaky little details he'd carefully kept from him. Explained Raven's place in everything and why Adam was in the wind. All of it.
