Bountyhunter (Sam Applewhite Book 5) by Goody Heide & Grant Iain

Author:Goody, Heide & Grant, Iain [Goody, Heide]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pigeon Park Press
Published: 2022-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

47

B radley slept fitfully. In his dreams, Joey Pockets forgave him for everything he’d ever done and Bradley felt reborn.

In the morning, Bradley decided he would show his face at Putten’s once more. He needed money for tonight. He had to present an ordinary face to the world. Daryl had left him at least ten voicemail messages on his phone.

Bradley walked up the coast road to Putten’s Holiday Park. Daryl was in the office, enjoying a sausage and egg muffin from the Paloma Blanca breakfast menu.

“It’s a sickness bug,” Bradley explained. “Jodie’s still got it. I thought I was well enough to work today but I need to be careful.”

“You could have called,” said Daryl.

“I really couldn’t move far from the toilet. You don’t want a brown tsunami on your hands.” He clutched his stomach to illustrate his point.

Daryl pulled an expression of distaste. “You could have dropped me a simple message.”

Bradley nodded sadly. He had to be really convincing. “Have you ever been so busy with both ends leaking — not just leaking — pumping — that you couldn’t think straight?” he asked. His hands fluttered in extravagant mimes. He channelled everything into the performance, knowing that Jodie would have insisted on emphasising the gross stuff to shut Daryl up.

Daryl pushed his muffin across the desk with a grimace.

“Right. We’re way behind on the cleaning rota. Tackle H to K as a priority. Some of the changeovers and midweek checks haven’t been done yet.”

“I’m not going to get round all of them in one day.”

“So, do the changeovers first and see how far you get, right?”

Bradley nodded. He’d do both the changeovers and the midweeks. The midweeks had the best pickings for tips. He needed to scrape together fifty quid for Amber. That would be five pounds each from ten caravans. And it would have to be cash, too. It was a tall order but it could be done.

Bradley started his rounds at the furthest point from the admin building. He’d work until he’d gathered enough cash and then maybe he’d quit. After two unimpressively cash-free caravans, he entered one in which young children were much in evidence. The family had gone out for the day and left the place in a state. They were on holiday, and pigs from the city could live like pigs on holiday if they wished, but there was a sour alcohol and old food smell in the place and barely a patch of floor that wasn’t littered with something.

There was sand tracked in across the carpet in careless sludgy heaps where shoes had been kicked off. Bradley would have to clean that up before he could allow himself to do anything else. He used a dustpan to clear the worst of it and banged the shoes together outside. How much of Skegness’s beach made its way into caravans and houses on any particular day?

He scattered the sand from the dustpan onto the grass so that he didn’t have to look at it for any longer than necessary.

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