Harry began carrying the logs from the drive. He had shifted around half of them when he noticed a figure in a cat mask watching him from the grass at the side of the drive.
"Who the f**k are you?" He remembered he had left his handgun in his bedroom, but no matter, he"d sort the i***t without it.
"A ghost from the past," the figure replied. He raised his mask.
Harry remembered Hirst"s mugshot. His fury boiled over. "Luke Smith!"
Luke took a step closer. "Comeuppance time, Harry."
Before Harry could make a move Sy, also masked, materialised behind him and cast a skip net over him as Kingsley roared up on Bennett"s motorbike. Harry tried to fight his way out of the net but fell with a cry of fury. Luke and Sy roped the net closed and hooked it to the back of the bike.
Luke looked down
