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Opening the door a c***k, Tony scanned the Bowman drive for signs of life. At ten-to-six in the morning, he expected everyone to be asleep, but he had to be certain before he went to collect his car from the neighbours' garage. Satisfied, he stepped onto his driveway, closing the door quietly behind him.
Holding his breath, he walked with speed to his neighbour's drive, reaching the garage and using his key to open it. Inside his crappy Fiesta, he started the engine, reversing out.
Slamming on the brakes, he stopped when two figures appeared in his rear window: Pip and Tyson, who glared at him, both pissed, holding bottles of Budweiser.
Instead of getting out, he revved the engine asking them to move. "Come on, guys, not this morning, yeah?"
Pip walked round to his window, tapped o
