Not Dead Yet: A Zombie Apocalypse Series - Books 1 - 2 by K. Bartholomew

Author:K. Bartholomew [Bartholomew, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2017-08-01T06:00:00+00:00

Ten minutes later I was dropped off in Soho Square with only one thing on my mind.

I was in a rare state and remembered I’d been as good as swindled out of a small fortune by fate and a duo of French hussies. Well, Strappy was back and in need of a good tupping to boot and this time, I’d brought my riding crop.

The eyes of the harlot behind The White House front desk were automatically drawn to the thrasher, which I struck against my opened palm. “Can I help you, sir?”

“Yes…the last time I was present within this establishment, a raid transpired, no less, perpetrated by the bloody peelers and consequently, and in part due to my subsequent actions of fleeing through an opened window, I now find myself owed, by yourselves, one appointment, gratis if you wouldn’t mind, with two French trollops…the ones who go by the names of…” I squinted and looked into space, “…well you know who I mean. I want them, the Silver Room, and I’d like them presently, if you’d be so kind.” I stepped back and nodded, satisfied I’d made my point.

Her quill had been hovering over a piece of card whilst she regarded me with scepticism. “Sir, I’m sorry but all prior unredeemed credits have been voided.”

“Unredeemed credits?” I almost brandished my crop at the woman, but thought there’d likely be a trio of burly security wardens in the room to her rear, so I forgot that idea. “There were never any credits…weren’t you listening? It was the old bill who began charging through the place.” I leaned over the desk and peered into the tiny room beyond. “Where’s Mr Holloway or Margaret? Margaret!” I called as she jumped back.

“Sir, I’m very sorry, but the establishment is under new ownership so I suggest you take it up with him and Margaret is now Ursula the Urinator.” She tried to regain her assertiveness but I wasn’t having any of this.

“New ownership? Bring him here then and I’ll tell him what’s what. Two French trollops don’t come cheap, you know, and I’ll be damned before you short change me.” If only I hadn’t been feeling an odd combination of randy and vengeful I’d have slammed the door on the way out and instead frequented one of the dozens of other similar establishments within the square. But I needed to have Gertrude rattled out of me quickly and it was the two Frenchies I wanted to take it out on.

She stepped forward again, possibly after seeing something within me that emboldened her. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, but the average brothel madam was more worldly wise than Marco Polo - It came from dealing with miscreants like me every day and I now doubted even the combination of my name and crop could dissuade her. “That won’t be possible, the owner has other businesses to consider and is rarely ever here, so you must deal with me as though I were the owner himself.

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