Chapter EIGHT: Leaving Headquarters
"We're moving," Alpha told Mickey.
It was the next day and Mickey was annoyed. He hadn't had a good night's sleep and lack of sleep always made him irritable. That, and people making plans without telling him about it. Of course, that was Alpha's job - to think big and have new ideas.
Mickey snapped: "We get a new office building and it doesn't cost us a penny?"
"No, insurance covers everything."
Alpha was a plans and diagrams man. Now here he was, the other side of Mickey's desk, spreading out his new brainwave, in architect's designs and 'impressions' of what the new Headquarters might look like. It showed a sunny day, Mickey noted. Always sunny.
Salford looked different most days, he was thinking. It rained - a lot.
Alpha's last great scheme, o
