“We have contemplated for some time on what we were going to do with you two….” Reggie spoke as he used his gun to scratch his head. Within seconds, James had flashed his eyes to Poppy, who seemed adjusted to this near-death possibility as it had been far too many times she had found herself within this position. “You are no longer a benefit to us…” Reggie lifted the weapon to James’s head, c*****g the gun, before James held up his hands in surrender.
“Do you care about the death of Sophie?” Suddenly a member of the Kray’s crowd, a rather eerily looking young man made his way from behind the two men-but stood beside them as to not try and force intimidation.
“You have information about Sophie Kesse?” This man asked, a look of desperation behind a set of seemingly soulless eyes.
James
