Liam staggered backwards.
He examined Kira’s face carefully.
She didn’t appear to be kidding.
There was a glint in her eyes, but it wasn’t of the maniacal kind.
Liam shook his head. ‘You must be joking. What the hell’s gotten into you?’
His mother’s death had nothing to do with Kira.
Why was she willing to risk her life for him?
It just didn’t add up.
Kira knew she couldn’t convince him without telling him the truth.
‘I’m not doing this for you. Henry McCarthy murdered my father. I’m doing this for my dad!’
Liam didn’t respond.
He thought he had to be hallucinating.
Kira gritted her teeth.
She took a deep breath and told him what happened.
It took Liam a long time to digest the news.
Kira waited impatiently.
‘So that’s why you wanted to see me,’ Liam muttered. ‘You’re looking for an accomplice, aren’t you?’
Kira said nothing.
Liam cocked an eyebrow.
He assessed the girl once again and began to see her in a new light.
‘Do you really have the guts to kill someone?’
‘I’ll do anything for