“Where to now, boss?”
“I think we can go home now, Sal. That was a good day’s work”.
∞
“Before I tell you that, Ronnie”, said Tony to his friend over a beer in the small back garden of his bungalow, “I want you to know that this could get very heavy. You know… do you really want to risk your lovely, soft life for a heap of hassle?”
“No, I don’t, but if you come up with the right plan, you might not get any hassle, and you might need me to help you formulate that. Anyway, what sort of a life would I have if I let an old friend with a gammy leg and a bullet hole in him go into a righteous battle on his own?”
“You’ve got a gammy leg as well, and a dodgy back!”
“Yes, but I’ve had mine a lot longer than you. I know what I can and cannot do. You’re likely to go charging in there as if you
