-Track Eight-
“What should we do?” asked Elvin, rubbing his forehead.
“I’ve no idea,” said Wayne, with a tremble in his voice.
The drunken English gobshite, still being obnoxious to the bar girls, came over to them again.
“Told you,” he said, “now they’ll cart them off to the monkey house and they will do a long time in the nick because they don’t like drugs here.”
Wayne glared at the man and said. “f**k off, buddy.”
The man looked stunned and walked away.
Wayne and Elvin left the bar and wandered back onto Fields Avenue, trying to come up with a plan to help Steve and Oggie. Neither of them had a phone, so they could not contact Gus or anyone at the British embassy. They needed Jenny's advice so made their way to the Black Orchid.
Charles walked down the stairs from the short-time
