Dyer Street by Williams Phil

Author:Williams, Phil
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rumian Publishing
Published: 2022-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

17

Outside the Priddy Club, 1995

The Fuller boys had crossed boundaries in cosying up to Kit Fadulous and her outcasts, but visiting this place pushed Drew’s limits. His dad was one of the most powerful, and feared, men in St Alphege’s, and even he was wary about having anything to do with the Priddy. The people who hung out there were unhinged, he said. The sort of crazy that’d hurt itself to get to you. You didn’t mess with that. And like a lot of places in St Alphege’s, when you stepped inside the Priddy, you acquired a certain reputation.

It was no surprise that Kit hung out there. She didn’t often talk politics around the gang, but when given an opening she went at it hard. It was on show in the way she dressed and the things she screamed on stage. That’d been fun, down the Sling Club’s punk night, but Bill had warned Drew that it wouldn’t ever happen again. One of the acts had given a two-minute speech about a local businessman that Bill was good friends with. They’d had to get him to apologise in person, later. Dirty work.

Kit hadn’t asked about doing another gig, anyway. She was petitioning guys out in London instead. Drew reckoned he could help there: this evening, he had news that one of Bill’s friends, the owner of a gay club in Soho, was going to let them audition. Only, to deliver that message, Drew found himself standing outside the Priddy with Tallice and Frank.

“You wait out here,” Drew told his brother. “Keep watch.”

“Fat chance,” Frank said. “We ain’t splitting up.”

Drew gave him the eye, but he couldn’t blame him. Innocuous as the Priddy looked, they all knew what a peaceful front could hide. Even Tallice looked uneasy, hands in his pockets as he watched the upstairs window, fairy lights flashing and music thumping.

“Maybe you go in alone,” Tallice said. “I’ll watch Frank out here.”

“Wow,” Drew said, “that’s noble of you.”

Shaking his head, Drew tried the door and found it locked. He knocked and an old guy opened it with an unwelcoming expression. Drew said he was there to see Kit and the guy’s face lit up. He sent Drew up to their room, back of the second floor. Drew followed the directions past exactly the kind of combat-trouser and fishing hat losers he expected to find here, the stink of weed heavy in the air. On the upstairs landing, he saw the door to the girls’ room closed. As he got closer, light sparked under it, with a bright blue strobe. He heard them encouraging each other inside.

The light sparked again and Drew smiled at their laughter. Weird as these three were, they were definitely lively. He opened the door but froze. They looked at him with shared shock as a streak of what looked like electricity shot over the coffee table.

As Drew asked, “What the hell was that?” Kit demanded, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

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