Broken by Martina Cole

Author:Martina Cole [Cole, Martina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2000-10-05T23:00:00+00:00

Jimmy Pierce was scared. He knew that Jacky Gunner and Joey Partridge were on the missing list and daren’t tell Boris who would go ballistic.

He sipped at his Scotch, trying to make it last. He knew he should not be drinking but was so terrified he needed something to ease his nerves.

His wife looked at him through the serving hatch from the kitchen. She knew that something was wrong but couldn’t get a word out of him.

‘Have another, mate. Keep drinking,’ she said sarcastically.

‘Shut up, Shirl, you’re getting on me tits.’

‘Ooh, pardon me for breathing.’

Her sarcasm was lost on him as he drank and worried.

‘Me mother’s coming later. I hope you bleeding well cheer up before she arrives. You know what she’s like - suss out anything her, and keep at you till you tell her everything she wants to know. Missed her vocation she did. Should have been Old Bill.’

When he didn’t answer her with his usual disgusting comments about her mother she knew that it was serious. She walked through to the dining room where he sat at the table steadily drinking.

‘Come on, Jim, what’s the score? Should I be worried for the kids?’

He looked into her eyes. ‘I’ve fucked up, Shirl. Big time.’

She sighed, looked down on to the balding head of her husband and said gently, ‘What you done, mate? Tell me and we’ll see if we can come up with something. Have you been gambling again?’

He tossed back his drink. ‘Oh, that’s you all over, ain’t it, Shirl? Fucking blame me.’

She closed her eyes and said through her teeth, ‘Well, unless you spill your bleeding guts, Jim, I can only assume that’s it, can’t I?’

‘Where are the kids?’

‘They’re all out - why? Here, have you got another bird pregnant again? Only if you have I’ll fucking have you spayed, Jimmy, I mean it. You can go in the vet’s with the bleeding cat.’

He pushed her hard in the chest, nearly knocking her to the floor. ‘No, Shirl, it ain’t nothing like that. This is serious hag.’

‘Any more little whores on my doorstep and I’ll show you what serious hag really is, mate. Our Sharon was disgusted last time.’

‘Fuck Sharon.’ He was quiet for a second, then grabbing his wife’s hand he pulled her through the house and outside to the garage. Inside he locked the door and said to her gently, ‘Don’t scream - all right?’

She nodded reluctantly. Her skin was crawling and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know what was going on now. He opened the boot of his car and gestured for her to look inside.

Shirley walked cautiously around the black Mercedes, the hairs beginning to stand up on her neck and arms. She looked into the boot and as she opened her mouth to scream her husband put one large meaty hand across her mouth.

‘It’s Tommy Broughton, dead and in the boot of my car, and I don’t know how long he’s been there but by the smell he’s been dead a few days.

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