14
ENOUGH BLAME TO GO AROUND
Jake was heading to Dorset Street from the river. As usual, the docks were crowded with men seeking employment. He shook his head as he passed them. Idiots! he thought.
He turned into Commercial Road. In just a few short minutes he’d left the docks behind. He turned right, cutting through the maze of dwellings into Aldgate High Street. He walked for a couple of hundred yards then suddenly ducked to his right.
He’d entered a narrow alley where he loitered for a moment to check if he was being followed. Once satisfied, he continued down the dingy alley to a wooden panelled door. He opened it and was in the public bar of Dirty d**k’s tavern. Ignoring everyone, he took the wooden stairs to the quieter saloon bar below.
He strolled up to the counter where the l
