Good Girl Gone Bad by Emmy Ellis

Author:Emmy Ellis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2018-11-20T00:00:00+00:00

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Jez hurried out of the station, hands shoved in his pockets, and scanned Jude Street. Codename H1 (Holder One), the main bloke who stored Jez’s drugs, waited in a car a few metres down the way, and Jez got in.

“Cheers, mate,” Jez said, clicking his seat belt on. “I would have walked back, but the lousy bastards didn’t let me out in time.”

“Don’t worry about it. There are other things to concern you.” H1 peeled away from the kerb. “Your missus was spotted today.”

“I see.” Jez gritted his teeth. “So much for being taken to a safe house then.”

“What?” H1 gripped the steering wheel tight. “We haven’t had a chance to talk, have we, so I’m not up to date. Tell me what’s going on.”

Jez told him about coming home to find Barnett taking Charlotte off, Jez being hauled down the nick because of a few scratches, and, “My blood type on my face, no one else’s, as I knew it would be. I’d washed the other lot off. Scratch on my face had bled, see, and had dried. I must admit, I thought they had me for a minute there.”

H1 nodded. “Glad you’re out. Didn’t like the idea of all the gear being at mine when it’s been promised to the buyer, and you in the nick. Fucked if I’m dealing with the sale—my thought while you were banged up.”

“I’m close to the wire, but we should make it. Yeah, we’re golden.”

“Better be.” H1 slowed to a stop outside Jez’s gaff. “I’ll wait here for you. No point in me coming in. Make it quick, because I have other shit to do. Just a shower you’re having, is it?” He pointed to the dash clock. Three-thirty. “Cutting it fine. If you’re late…”

“I know.” Jez’s arsehole spasmed. Last thing he needed was this deal to go belly up. Too much cash depended on it—and his reputation. “The buyer might be a young lad, acts like his antenna doesn’t pick up all the channels, but he’s clever underneath. It’s just a front. I need to be there bang on four, otherwise…”

“Yeah, otherwise isn’t a good option, because if you mess this up, you’ll be viewed as someone who eats soup with a fork, know what I mean?”

“Ha ha. Yeah.” Jez would normally have flattened someone for saying that, but H1 had been his informant for years, someone he trusted, who had his back. Jez could take a jibe or two off him without having to retaliate. He opened the door. “Right, give me five.”

He went in the house, frowning at the chill in the hallway. A draft coasted towards him, and he moved into the kitchen. The back door stood open a crack. He’d shut it last night, hadn’t he? Jez had had a quick ciggie in the garden after Charlotte and Barnett had left, and he was sure he’d locked it—or at least closed it—when that other copper had knocked to take him to the station.

He secured it then did a sweep of the house—nothing out of place or missing.

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