‘BREAKFAST’S MY SHOUT,’ said Banjo as he parked the vehicle nose in.
‘I understood that,’ she said with a smile, feeling pleased with herself. To her surprise, there was still a lot of Aussie slang she could still recall.
They were about a foot from the entrance of the round-the-clock diner when they heard a commotion. An officer was down on his knees at the bottom of the stairs. Henry had pushed him down the few remaining steps and rushed across the street coming straight for Andy, screaming her name.
Banjo rushed her inside the diner.
‘This asshole’s barmy as a bandicoot,’ he said under his breath.
The officers had, by now, recovered their composure and ran after the man who had clearly lost his marbles. They were slightly late.
The first thing that greeted Henry was Banjo’s fist c
