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Chapters (70)
  1. BLOOD TIES
  2. About Blood Ties
  3. Contents
  4. Dedication
  5. Part One
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Part Two
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55
  62. Chapter 56
  63. Chapter 57
  64. Chapter 58
  65. Chapter 59
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. About Heather Burnside
  68. Also by Heather Burnside
  69. Become an Aria Addict
  70. Copyright

Adele considered reporting Shazza to the governor but that would only create more problems. Nobody liked a grass.

She pictured Anna on the day when she had found her with her wrist slit. Why were they letting Shazza do this to them?

No, something had to be done. And, if no one else would do it, then she’d have to take action herself.

Then an idea formed in her mind. There was only one way to put a stop to Shazza. Now she knew what she had to do. After all, she had the tools at her disposal. It was just a matter of biding her time and waiting for the right moment.

Chapter 24

Peter lined up the staff of the Golden Bell ready to address them. Max had taken a seat off to one side and was nursing a tumbler of whisky while Glynn was standing next to Peter.

As Peter had predicted, Max had soon come back to him, anxious to cut a deal for Peter to have part-ownership. Not only that, but Max had also agreed to let him run the place; he would merely provide advice and back-up when needed.

Peter looked at each of the bar staff in turn, making them wait to hear what he had to say. It was important to exert his influence right from the outset and it gave him a buzz knowing they were all answerable to him now. Max had already given him the lowdown so he knew who were the shirkers, the slackers and the shady as well as who was reliable.

Most of the barmaids were pretty girls in their twenties with the odd exception. There was Paula, for example, who was a bit rough around the edges but, according to Max, an absolute diamond. Peter would need staff like her.

Then his eyes settled on the camp barman, Julian, not the best worker, from what Max had told him. And he definitely had an attitude problem. Noticing Peter surveying him, Julian began to roll his eyes and toss his head in mock annoyance.

‘Right!’ said Peter after some minutes. ‘I’m Pete and this here is Glynn.’ He nodded at Glynn, who remained impassive. ‘You’re probably wondering why Max has asked me to speak to you,’ Peter continued. ‘Well, I’ve got some news for you all. From now on I’ll be running this place and you lot will be answerable to me.’

Peter turned to Max for affirmation and he responded with a nod of his head. As he turned back towards the staff, Peter noted the look of astonishment on Julian’s face and he suppressed an amused smile. Some of the staff let out shocked whimpers and they began to mutter amongst themselves.