‘Speaking.’
‘It’s Gummo. You remember?’
‘Of course. What’s up?’
‘Everything. The boy you were asking about. I think he’s dead.’
‘Do what?’
‘He must’ve come back late last night. Anyway, first thing this morning there was a lot of shouting upstairs, and a big bang, then some people ran away. We went upstairs and he was lying there covered in blood. Someone called an ambulance and the police. They took him away and the cops slung everybody out. Locked the place up.’
‘So, where are you?’
‘Waterloo. I’m going home.’
‘Where’s that?’
‘Guildford. And before you say it, I know the only decent thing about Guildford is the A3 to London.’
‘Got your fare?’
‘Yeah. That money you gave me.’
‘So why did you phone?’
‘Because I liked you. You gave me cash and didn’t want anything back. Some blo
