9
Nigel sped along Nelson Road as fast as he could. Turning left into Sultan Road, he bombed past Kings Wok Fish Bar and SD Studios until he was on the homeward stretch, expecting to find mayhem outside his house. Ready for a fight, his adrenaline spiked. "Where the f**k are you, Callum?"
He got as far as his drive, turned left, and parked up in front of the garage. Not feeling safe, he checked around him before exiting his clapped-out Vauxhall Zafira. As he closed his door, he scanned the cars on the other side of the road.
Pip's Skyline sat there. "Evening, Jobsworth!"
Ignoring the insult, Nigel scanned the street up and down. There were four or five motors over the road with Pip's d**g dealing mates sat in them. He glanced across his drive, but his neighbour was nowhere to be seen.
