or I might leave it to my men to deal with it,’ Del answered in a non-committal manner. Even though he was in business with Milo, he didn’t want the man to know all his comings and goings. It was safer that way. The less people knew what he was up to the better; that’s the way it’d always been and that’s the way it’d carry on.
Looking at the time, Del got up. ‘Shit. I’ve got to go, but Milo, sort those girls out. I don’t want to be having this conversation again.’ He nodded his head towards Milo’s sidekick who was slumped in the corner. ‘Take him to Doc’s in Wimpole Mews and have him send me the bill.’ Without waiting for a reply, Del walked out of the club.
From the other side of the darkened room the emergency exit door opened and Teddy Davies walked in. His face was flushed and sweaty from the quiver he’d just taken, but he felt good. Very good. Del Williams had thought he was going to pull a fast one and keep him out of the loop; well that was his first big mistake. And his second? Trusting Milo Burkov.
Sitting down at the table, Teddy smiled at Milo. ‘Thanks for meeting me Milo. I’ve wanted to talk to you for a while. I’ve got a proposition for you; I was hoping we could come to some sort of arrangement.’
12
Julian Millwood suppressed his laughter as he walked up to one of the other residents of his estate. Gary Cole. He brushed his brown curly hair out of his eyes as he spoke.
‘Gal. Have you got a moment?’
With hollow eyes, Gary nodded, listening but struggling to concentrate on what Julian was saying.
‘I’m sorry Gary, about Julie. She was such a sweet kid. If there’s anything I can do, just let me know.’
Gary nodded but said nothing, and with his head down he failed to notice the slight smirk on Julian’s face.
‘Well, I’ll let you get on and like I say, Gal, just let me know if I can help in any way.’
With large purposeful strides, Julian turned away, a huge grin appearing on his face.
Walking towards Camden Road, Julian opened another shirt button, exposing the mass of brown chest hair. He wasn’t sure if it was the heat of the summer that was making him sweat or just the thought of it
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