Clout by Emmy Ellis

Clout by Emmy Ellis

Author:Emmy Ellis [Ellis, Emmy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense, British Suspense, Gangland, Mob Boss, Crime Thriller, England, London
Published: 2022-01-09T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirteen

WIGGINS ROAD

It had been a long seven months, but the time had come to collect the child and take it home to Beggar’s Loop, integrate it into the family where it belonged. Earlier, Davey had been there for the toe-curling birth alongside the midwife, who’d done a stand-up job of shutting Vanessa up by soothing her, the screeches and wails finally dying into grunts of determination as she’d pushed the baby out. And thank fuck for that. Davey had wanted to punch the noisy bitch’s lights out at one point, anything to stop that infernal screaming. It had tunnelled into his eardrums and reverberated, doing his nut in.

The midwife, one Elizabeth Smith, aged forty-seven, married with three adult kids—Davey had done a check on her—was a fucking star. He’d tipped her extra for her patience, her skill, and how she’d encouraged Vanessa to feed the kid from a bottle she’d prepared, not once admonishing her for not going down the breast-is-best route.

“So long as they’re fed, it makes no odds,” Elizabeth had said. “That milk’s got all the baby needs in it anyway, so fuck what other people think. You do what’s best for you, because God knows motherhood is hard enough as it is without flopping your tits out in public.”

Vanessa had opened her mouth, probably to say she wasn’t going to enter motherhood in any shape or form, but Davey had interrupted, silencing the gobby mare with one of his savage looks.

“Cheers, Liz,” he’d said. “Nice to deal with someone who knows her onions.”

“Yes, well, I’ve been doing this nigh on twenty-five years, so…”

The next-door neighbour on the right, a Mr Ward, had been sent away for a week in the Moore holiday home in Margate, all expenses paid, and Mr Queen from the left had joined him. Friends, apparently, went out on the lash together, had known each other since university. Davey didn’t care how they knew one another. Any noise would fall on deaf ears with them out of the way. The men had been happy to take a break from their nine-to-fives, happy to keep the reason for their little jaunt quiet, and Ward promised to bring back a stick of rock with DAVE running around the rim.

Davey didn’t want any fucking rock, but whatever, so long as Ward and Queen were out of the way, that was all that mattered.

“I’m going to confide in you now, fellas. She got herself in with a rival gangster,” Davey had told them. “If he finds out she’s pregnant, he’ll fuck her up, hence why she’s not been going out and I’ve been bringing the shopping every week. She’s going to move away when it’s born, she’ll be gone by the time you get back, so if any heavies come round yours asking where she is, say you don’t know, she must have moved out. I’m going to keep her safe, but don’t tell them that bit.”

He’d handed them money and the keys to the holiday home.

“I’ll collect those off you next week, lads.



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