Liam O’Grady looked flummoxed for a minute as he channelled his thoughts.

Then he looked exasperated.

The Irishman struck his head with an open palm and groaned,

“What? What about her, Saint?”

Because one look at his brother’s face made him realise that it had to be an escapade, not a life threatening one, Bianca was not in any danger.

And he muttered to himself, what’s our Pet gone and done NOW?

St Just silently handed him the phone. A message from the Iceman had popped up.

Your girl wants to learn to shoot.

O’Grady groaned.

Bianca was a little spitfire. he could not think of anyone who would have...