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“Okay, okay,” he wheezes through a jaw that I sincerely hope is broken. “What d’ye want?”
Rome rolls him onto his front and produces a couple of cable ties. In moments, the man is trussed up like a Christmas turkey, still coughing and spluttering, demanding to know what the fuck this is all about? Don’t we know who he is? We’ll be sorry we messed with him, and more to the same effect.
I bend to grab a hank of his greasy hair and wrench his head back so he has to meet my gaze. “It’s about the girl you and your tame bear beat senseless yesterday,” I inform him.
“What girl? I never touched no girl…”
“I have a friend who thinks otherwise. He wants a word with you.”
The penny seems to drop, but he remains belligerent. “All this for some slut who doesn’t pay her bills?” Bloodstained spittle dribbles down his chin.
“She owed you money?” This might be the motive. “What for?”
“How the fuck would I know? She was late paying, needed a bit of a nudge.”
“Is that what you call it? How much did she owe?”
“Seven grand. She got what she deserved.”
“So will you,” I reply. “Get him on his feet.”
Two more of our men step forward to do the honours. Fuller is still complaining as they bundle him towards the door.
Carlyle is putting up more of a fight, even without the use of his legs. It takes four men to drag him out to the car park.
“Put both of them in the boot,” I instruct. We’ll see how they like it.
Jimmy opens the boot of his car and peers dubiously inside, then back at Carlyle. “He’s not going to fit in there, boss.”
“Oh, he will,” I assure him. “Even if you have to lop him into pieces to do it.”
“Fair enough, boss.” He bends to manhandle our prisoner into the boot.
Even with the assistance of three more soldiers, it’s a tight fit. Privately, I’m inclined to agree with Jimmy’s initial assessment.
“Sit on the fucking lid if you have to,” I snarl.
Jimmy shrugs and does just that. “He’ll probably suffocate before we get back.”
“If he does, I’ll need you to dispose the body discreetly.”
“I can do that,” he assures me. The boot locks with a satisfying click.
I ignore the muffled thumping from within. “Put the other one in there,” I instruct, jerking my chin in the direction of the open boot of a second four-by-four.
Rome bundles Fuller in and slams the lid closed. “Home?” he enquires.
“Home,” I confirm. “I’ve got a cold beer waiting. Let’s get these two safely tucked up for Tony to deal with when he has time.”
Turns out Jimmy’s right.Carlyle is dead when we open the boot back at Caernbro Ghyll. No problem, he was never the brains of the operation, and it saves us any more bother with him. Jimmy forces the boot shut again and heads off to find a secluded spot on the Clyde where the body can be unloaded. Marcus goes with him to give him a lift at the other end.
Fuller, meanwhile, is safely ensconced in the cells. He’s screeching at the top of his lungs and booting the reinforced steel door. The entire area is sound-proofed, so he can stay at it all night if he likes.
I issue my final instructions. “Someone needs to tell Tony we have him. No food, no blanket, nothing. You can give him some water in the morning, but that’s it. I want this prisoner kept alive for Tony, but there’s no need for him to be happy. Vicious bastard.”
It was a good night’s work. Now comes the hard bit.
CHAPTER12
