A Lethal Encounter in Amsterdam by Robert W Kirby

Author:Robert W Kirby [Kirby, Robert W]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Saturday

Trev opened the door and offered Johnny a tired smile. ‘Hey, man. What time is it?’

‘Five.’

Trev rubbed a hand over his bald, jellybean shaped head. He wore a tatty blue bathrobe and socks with cartoon frog faces on the toes. ‘Aw, man,’ he croaked.

‘You’d better get yourself sorted.’

Trev’s eyes were like slits as he gazed at Johnny with a fuddled expression. ‘Oh. So, like, you guys meant five in the morning. Shit. Yeah, that kinda makes sense.’

Johnny took a deep breath and forced a grin. ‘We have a plane to catch. Hurry up.’

Trev blinked, yawned, and sleepily said, ‘This morning?’

‘No, next month. Yes, of course this morning.’

‘Right, yeah. Yeah, shit. Come in.’

‘Who the fuck is that, Trev?’ came a screeching female voice from within the flat.

Johnny followed Trev inside and waited in the hall as Trev shuffled off into a bedroom. The place smelt of mildew and stale cigarette smoke. There were piles of magazines and plastic toy boxes stacked up. When Johnny peered in through the top of a clear box, he almost shit himself when something inside moved. He dared a second look and saw a small snake. He checked some more clear boxes, housing more ivory-coloured snakes. Johnny shuddered. He wasn’t keen on anything reptilian and couldn’t for the life of him understand why anyone would want one stuck in their living room, so it could watch you from a glass tank with their beady little eyes. He caught sight of a larger one moving in a big tub with a leopard-like skin pattern. This crackpot must be breeding the damn things.

Johnny edged back to the door as he listened to Trev and his girlfriend bickering.

‘Kerry, you dozy trout, where did you put my passport?’ asked Trev.

‘It’s five in the morning, you inconsiderate wank-stain. I’ll ram your passport up your arse in a minute.’

‘It was on the side by the microwave. Kerry, I need it. I have business in the Dam.’

Cruel laughter erupted from Kerry. ‘You what? “Business in the Dam.” Yeah, whatever. You’re a total wanker, Trev. Think I was born yesterday?’

There was a series of bangs, slams, followed by Kerry’s sarcastic laughter.

‘Where is it? I really need it, Kerry!’ yelled Trev.

Johnny groaned, glad he’d left Barry in the car. He’d have been losing his temper by now.

Trev appeared in the hallway, shrugging on a bright-red Billabong hoodie. ‘You like snakes, don’t you? Do you a decent price on a Royal python? Five weeks old.’

‘I’m good. Ready?’

Trev tapped the top of his shiny head. ‘Glasses… Bugger, glasses.’ Off he trotted again. ‘Kerry… Kerry, where are my specs?’

‘What now?’ she yelled.

‘Specs!’

Johnny listened as more bickering ensued and could feel nothing but sympathy for the other residents in this block of flats. This pair must be the neighbours from hell.

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