After Natasha had left, Clive was elated although a little scared. He"d never had so much money before, and he was holding it all in cash. While clutching the box under the table, he took out fifty pounds and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. He then snapped the lid closed and made sure it was securely fastened. He wanted to get himself and the money home to safety, so he took the polythene bag and wrapped it tightly round the container, not wanting to attract attention carrying a kid"s lunch box. He left the café grasping his treasure in both hands. He made straight for the tube station, travelling back home by the reverse of the route he had taken out. Throughout the journey, he held the bag close to his chest, looking around suspiciously the whole time. His c******s habit made him a l
