‘Just waiting for you to give me the go-ahead.’ ‘You haven’t been around. Friday afternoon do you? The boss does his business in the morning, those in question are there alone and late to leave; they have other business.’ Johnnie smiled but it wasn’t with humour. ‘I don’t want anyone else involved and no one else to know anything. Got that? Not anything about anything. Just you and them.’ Johnnie didn’t look at the man as he spoke quietly. ‘Yeah, Friday it is, then. Everything else as we said previous?’ the man asked before concentrating on striking a match then lighting the skinny roll-up that was more paper than tobacco. He inhaled deeply as he waited for a reply. ‘Yes, as I said. Nothing too serious, just a good warning, but you may have to persuade them to hand over what I want. They need a lesson.’ The man smirked. ‘Thy will be done.’ ‘Don’t take the piss, Eddie. Makes you look like an idiot.’ With a glare and a quick shake of his head Johnnie pushed a bottle of beer across the bar towards him, scooped up a few coins and turned away.
