Lawless (Ruby Darke)
Jessie Keane
Language: English
Pages: 440
ISBN: 0330538659
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
It is 1975 and Ruby Darke is struggling to deal with the brutal murder of her lover, Michael Ward. As her children, Daisy and Kit, battle their own demons, her retail empire starts to crumble. Meanwhile, after the revenge killing of Tito Danieri, Kit is the lowest he's ever been. But soon doubt is thrown over whether Kit killed the right person, and now the Danieris are out for his blood and the blood of the entire Darke family. As the bodies pile up, the chase is on—can the Darkes resolve their own family conflicts and find Michael Ward's true killer before the vengeful Danieris kill them? Or will they take the law into their own hands?
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looked frightened out of her wits. ‘When your brother hears of this . . .’ she started, but the words died on her lips as Vittore came in, bringing with him a waft of chilly night air. ‘As you can see, Mama, I know about it,’ said Vittore, looking at her with cold eyes. ‘In fact, I did it. I ordered it.’ ‘Then you must take her back to her home!’ demanded Bella, coming to her feet. ‘This family doesn’t make war on women, surely? Shame on you, Vittore, for doing such a—’ Vittore’s fist
have to get her back,’ said Daisy. ‘We have to exchange them. Ruby for Bianca.’ Kit looked up at her. Then at Rob. ‘Kit?’ demanded Daisy, panic lacing her voice. ‘What?’ he asked. ‘For God’s sake! What are we going to do? We have to do something.’ Kit seemed about to speak. Then he sat back, said nothing. Rob was watching him. He was afraid that Kit was going to say something like: I’ve got Bianca. They can do whatever the hell they like with Ruby. He exchanged an uneasy look with Daisy. He
whimpered with fear and scrambled to his feet. He limped away. ‘I ever see that backstabbing bastard again, that’s it,’ said Rob. ‘He’s dead.’ ‘Do it now,’ urged Fats. Rob looked speculatively at Gabe’s retreating back. Pictured the drug dens and the grasping women and the pimps beating him up and the general fucking miserable seedy hopelessness of the life that Gabe would live. It was no more than he deserved. A quick end? Nah. That would be too good for the likes of him. And if anyone should
he would have returned that, too, if he’d had the time. I wonder why he didn’t return the record? Not that it matters, not any more. Because his time ran out, didn’t it.’ Ruby said nothing. ‘He wouldn’t cave in. He sent so many of my gifts back. Rejected them, and me. I became desperate. What can I tell you? I’m a bored, rich woman with too much time on my hands and I started to pursue him like my life depended on it. Then I followed him one night when he was getting into his car. I was wearing
gratitude,’ he said. ‘Like you said we would, after I’d come up with that address.’ She hadn’t expected him to find it. She hadn’t anticipated this scenario at all. And now she was feeling panicky. ‘Of course I’m grateful you’ve found it.’ ‘Remember the deal, Ruby. You and me. That was the deal.’ She fumbled her bag open, put the paper inside, looking anywhere but at his face. ‘I know,’ she said. ‘But . . . what? You didn’t think I’d find the address, right? And if I did, you thought I’d be