Chapter 34
Bright Future
“My Chief Inspector were a tad upset no one got charged o’er t’ Pavilion.”
Sgt Jonathon Howell accepted a steaming mug from Mavis Godding. The change in his brother’s house and home since the lady had arrived and taken charge of it was dramatic. It had been transformed from merely a place of work and sleep into a home—though still with the dual function as the office for Mick’s stevedoring and barge operation. That Mick was more than comfortable, one could say delighted, with her presence, made him glad of it.
“Clark were like a spider. ’E ’ad a finger in so many pies. T’ Pavilion were jus’ a front for some o’ it.” He laughed. “’Is main trade were blackmail. All o’ them fools what made use o’ that an’ a couple o’ other places—well, they ’ad ter pay ’im regular
