Deceived_THE BRAND NEW NOVEL. No one knows crime like Kray. by Roberta Kray

Author:Roberta Kray [Kray, Roberta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780751569612
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2018-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

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Jimmy Taylor had a new, self-important swagger. He was one of the chosen and he was going places. Well, perhaps not very far at the moment – he was only walking the streets of Kellston, knocking on doors – but it still felt like a mighty step up. Alf Tombs had asked him to find the redhead, Judith Jonson, and he didn’t intend to let the gang boss down. In his eyes it was a privilege to have been asked to do it – and a foot in the door when it came to joining the firm.

He had, however, spent hours going from one B&B to another with no success. She had to be somewhere close by. He had seen her turn the corner into the high street. Trouble was, there were a lot of B&Bs in the district and finding the one she was staying in was proving harder than expected.

Every time he knocked, smiled and asked if Judith Jonson was booked in, he got the same reply.

‘Sorry, there’s no one by that name staying here.’

He was starting to wonder if she was using a different name. After Mrs Jolly had chucked her out, she could have been worried that other landladies would do the same. That would make her a bugger to find. And what if she’d caught a bus and gone somewhere else: Shoreditch or Hoxton, maybe? Christ, he could spend the rest of his life looking and never get a sniff of her. But no, he felt in his guts that she was still in Kellston.

It occurred to him to try the caff. That was where she’d been on the evening he’d followed her. He crossed the road, went inside and sat down at a table. A dark-haired girl came over to serve him. He’d seen her around but didn’t know what she was called.

‘Get us a brew, love,’ he said. ‘And, er, I’m looking for a friend of mine, a redhead, name of Judith Jonson. Don’t suppose you’ve seen her, have you? She comes in here from time to time.’

‘Lots of people do,’ the waitress said.

‘She’s not been in Kellston long. She’s from up north. Red hair, yeah? Ring any bells?’

‘Why are you looking for her?’

‘Like I said, she’s a friend.’

‘You should know where to find her, then.’

Jimmy didn’t care for the way she was talking to him, all sarcastic like she thought he was a joke. ‘Have you seen her or not?’

‘No.’

He didn’t believe her. ‘You sure about that? Red hair. About the same age as you.’

‘It gets busy in here. One face is much the same as another. Sorry.’

Jimmy watched her walk back to the counter with his order. The bitch was lying, he was certain of it. But knowing that didn’t help him any. There were times when he hated bloody women, the way they talked down to him, the way they looked straight through him as though he wasn’t even there. The waitress needed a good slap, something to teach her a lesson.

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