A Licence to Murder - A taut thriller set in Belfast (Wilson Book 8) by Derek Fee

Author:Derek Fee [Fee, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-29T00:00:00+00:00

The Harbour Café was a ten-minute drive from the station and was located, as the name would suggest, on the edge of Belfast Harbour. As Wilson and Browne entered, they saw Davie Best and Eddie Hills sitting at a corner table. The two men were sitting on the same side of the table and two plates of bacon, eggs and pancakes were already set across from them.

Best pointed at the chairs. ‘Glad you could join us for breakfast.’

Wilson looked at the plate in front of him. It looked good, especially in his current state of hangover. A full Irish breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausage and black pudding was the perfect cure for a hangover. ‘Thanks, Davie, I believe I will.’ He started forking egg and bacon into his mouth.

Best smiled, he had expected Wilson to refuse the food. ‘How can we help you?’

Browne reluctantly started to follow his boss’s example.

‘It’s Eddie really that I want to talk to.’ Wilson was enjoying the food. ‘It appears that Eddie had a run in with a Lithuanian pimp called Kapas.’

Best looked at Hills. ‘Answer the man, Eddie.’

‘Who told you that, Mr Wilson?’ Hills said.

‘Kapas himself.’ Wilson mopped his plate with the pancake. The food was beginning to prove its worth as a hangover cure.

‘Now why would I have done something like that?’ Hills asked.

‘No idea, Eddie. You tell me,’ Wilson said, sipping the coffee.

Hills was about to answer when Best put a hand on his arm. ‘Where are we going with this?’

‘Kapas was in Belfast with four female prostitutes on a hit-and-run visit,’ Wilson said. ‘That could very well have pissed off someone who runs their own prostitution racket. That someone could have had a word with Kapas, but maybe the Lithuanian’s Russian connections gave him the balls to resist. Next thing one of his girls turns up dead and dismembered.’

‘The woman in Redburn Country Park was a Lithuanian?’ Best asked.

‘It’ll be in tomorrow’s papers, along with her photo and name.’ Best’s jocular mood had changed.

‘That’s a very serious allegation, Mr Wilson,’ Best said.

‘I’ve alleged nothing. I only laid out a hypothesis that might end up as a line of enquiry.’ Wilson pushed his cup away. ‘This place is good. I’m glad you introduced us to it.’

Best stared into Wilson’s eyes. ‘Let’s say that a friend of Eddie’s asked him to have a quiet word with this bloke Kapas in relation to interfering with a local enterprise. Let’s say that it ended there. Murder is bad for business.’

‘Tell that to Mickey Duff,’ Wilson remarked.

Best looked at Hills. ‘Do you know this Mickey Duff character?’

Hills smiled. ‘I heard about him, but I never met him.’

‘If I want a Chuckle Brothers impersonation, I’ll go to the theatre,’ Wilson said. ‘Eddie’s in the frame for the woman until we learn otherwise. I hear he was a dab hand with a chainsaw in Iraq, or was it Afghanistan?’

‘You’ve got a bad mouth, Mr Wilson,’ Best said. ‘It’s not good to poke a sleeping bear.’

Wilson stood up. ‘I’ll pay for our breakfasts on the way out.

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