Strong Women by Roberta Kray

Author:Roberta Kray [KRAY, ROBERTA]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781405511254
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2011-10-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty-two

Stevie Hills had asked around. He’d thought he would be able to get a shooter for twenty, thirty quid, but despite all the stories on the news, all the shit about the streets being awash with deadly weapons, none of his contacts had come up with the goods. This was, he concluded, because either the media or his contacts were full of crap but there wasn’t much he could do about either of them. It was Thursday already, midday, and time was running out. Tomorrow he was supposed to be meeting the kid on the Green. It would be a shame to see all that easy cash go to waste.

Vinnie would’ve known what to do but he was still in the Scrubs, doing a five-year stretch for robbery. They weren’t due to visit for another week and anyway, it wasn’t the kind of thing he could mention in front of their mum. She was pissed enough already at having one son in the slammer. Of course, it wasn’t so much the crime that bothered her as the fact he’d been caught and that she now had to make the effort to go and see him every fortnight. This was something she never stopped complaining about from the moment she stepped inside the jail until the moment she left.

Stevie unlocked the door of the flat and went in. ‘Mum?’

He waited but there was no reply. Was she on the early shift this week? He couldn’t remember. If she was, and she didn’t stop off at the boozer, she could be back within the next half-hour. Which didn’t leave him long. He had to make up his mind – and quick.

He glanced towards her bedroom. No, it was a bad idea. Definitely a bad idea, except … Well, there was no harm taking a look, was there? It didn’t commit him to anything. It didn’t mean he had to take it. Come to that, it might not even be there any more. It was a while since he’d last checked it out.

Stevie went to the kitchen and rooted under the sink for a screwdriver. As he came back into the hall, he thought about putting the chain on the door. He stood there for a while, trying to make up his mind, but decided to leave it. If she came back and found the chain on, she’d know for sure that he was up to something – and it wouldn’t take her long to shake it out of him. She was a bruiser, his mum, one strong lady with a mouth to match. It didn’t do to cross her. He’d be wiser to just keep his ears pricked for the key turning in the lock.

Her bedroom was tidier than usual, with most of her clothes put away. He hoped it didn’t mean she was expecting company. Or, more to the point, that she was expecting John Devlin. He hadn’t been around in weeks. It must be more than a month. Stevie hoped they were finished, although he could be wrong.

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