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The Big Beat – Fats Domino
He left then, I got dressed and made more coffee. I sat back down in the living room and thought about what had just happened. It wasn’t that Smyth or whatever he was calling himself today had shafted me, it was more about what he’d said about me going to what he’d called the dark side. He hadn’t actually asked what had turned me from being a copper to being a crook. But he might well have.
It was simple.
I had a friend once. More than a friend, more like a brother. His name was David, never Dave. Always David. We first met when we joined the Met at the same time, trained together at Hendon, then we were both stationed at Kennington nick. After being puppy-walked by more senior constables, we were teamed up and walked the beat in tandem, when coppers still
