"I guess the question is what kind of help you need," I replied carefully. "You seem awfully interested in the occupants of a house that has stood emp...y for almost a year."The man looked back at me carefully. "So no one at all lives there now?"Monique seemed to follow my lead. "Why should you care? What makes the people there important?"I noticed the man pulling out a notebook and preparing to take notes. "I'm trying to locate a Jason O'Neill. I have reason to believe that he used to live here.. “I noticed William is gone,” I whispered, darting a nervous glance at the cooks to make sure they couldn’t hear me.Eoin smiled sadly and nodded. “His mother took him home before taking him to see a ‘real’ doctor. She was less than pleased to hear he had been mugged in Northern Ireland. She is not overfond of the Irish as it is,” he explained in a whisper back, his tone clearly saying that he was leaving a lot out of that explanation. Then his smile turned into a grin and he said in a more. I cuffed her hands behind her back telling her to stop screaming. She screamed louder and I clasped my hand over mouth. I thought she was going to have an orgasm on the spot. I half dragged half carried her back toward the car. She kept struggling so I turned her facing me and picked her up draping her over my shoulder. Her hands cuffed behind her, head and shoulders dangling down my back, legs together and naked ass sticking up I pinned her to my chest with my right arm across the bend of her. ‘We don’t have to worry about Leif. He’s mine to deal with, but Taylor is an entirely different matter.’ ‘I’d offer help, but I know they’ll come looking for Taylor from me.’ He said shaking his head. Lady Daire turned to take a seat on the lounge by the fireplace. ‘Hiding her will only make matters worse for both of them. They are not our pawns in this game.’ She mused ruefully and then finished off her glass of port sliding the crystal goblet onto a tray next to the candelabra that burned.