Douglas was remonstrating with the party, and they were answering back in a threatening way. Jake was with him, but not making much of a job of guard jobbing. Two old grey heads well out of their depth. I felt sorry for the pair of them.
I walked up and said, ‘I think the reverend would like you to leave.’
The geezer doing most of the talking was tall, long haired, and thought a lot of himself. You could just tell. ‘The reverend,’ he said mockingly.
‘That’s right.’ I moved between him and Douglas, and I said softly. ‘And me. Time to go. You’ve had your fun and you’re spoiling a quiet night in for us.’
‘Oh dear,’ he said, and I saw his eyes shift and he threw a short right hander, that if it had connected could have seen me out of the game. I whipped my head back and he missed, coming o
