Their dark secret

Lovett's standpoint

I bit my fingernails in panic, my heart hammering with fear. The stupid ladies failed, they shot the wrong woman… Not just any woman, the girl of Aaron Skye. He won't call himself a mafia, he won't call himself a don, but he was the lord over half of the United States or maybe even all. He didn't create enemies and was respected by many other dons and lords all over the world. Now I had gotten myself in serious trouble. Why didn't I think it through?

"Hurry up, girls, the sooner we return to Philadelphia the better for us. We are going to go on a low for now!" My right-hand woman shouted. Everyone was packing to leave for Ireland, though we were saying Philadelphia to the cameras. We needed to leave as soon as possible.

Our flight was delayed, another reason for us to be stuck here. "Is everyone accounted for?"

"Yes, now all we have to do is load the bags into the SUVs and leave. Everyone outside with your bags, do I have to tell you before you…" The door was blown