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“At last, the shoes were the right gift. No, of course they weren’t. They didn’t have a specific label on the box. They hadn’t been made by the right company. They weren’t the six-hundred-quid pair she’d mentioned. More like eighteen-ninety-nine from fucking Shoe Zone. Cheapskate twats.”
― Santa and the Secret
― Santa and the Secret
“was all right. Mind you,”
― The Copy Cat
― The Copy Cat
“Life was shit, always had been.”
― Santa and the Secret
― Santa and the Secret
“The number plate was covered with strips of black tape.” “They know what they’re doing. At least she’s alive—or so they say.” “Hold on to that.” Bacon came over and patted him on the back. “We’ll end them, boss. They’re not getting away with this.” * * * * After the meeting, Bacon nipped to the loo and sent a message. It’s on. Arrival 8 p.m. Five of us. He returned to the meeting room where everyone sat and discussed the next topic: how to deal with Magpie’s abductor. Bacon sat and made all the right noises and suggestions. Exactly what the boss would expect. Chapter Thirty-One George flexed his gloved fingers, anxious. He stood at the bar in The Angel, which was closed and empty apart from himself, Greg, Moon, Alien, Brickhouse, and Tick-Tock. It was weird with no customers in, no girls who worked in the parlour coming out on their breaks, drinking Coke or lemonade. Debbie had left her flat in case stray bullets went through the ceiling. She was round at Treasure’s as Jack Pleasant from The Eagle had called Sonny in to listen in on a meeting a couple of men had arranged at lunchtime. Apparently, it was to do with”
― Reward
― Reward
“Abduction? If so, were they dealing with more than one killer here? Or one killer”
― Blood of the Raven
― Blood of the Raven




