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Chapters (60)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Praise
  4. Dedication
  5. BOOK ONE
  6. Prologue 1989
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. BOOK TWO - 1925
  17. Chapter Ten - 1925
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-one
  29. Chapter Twenty-two
  30. Chapter Twenty-three
  31. Chapter Twenty-four
  32. Chapter Twenty-five
  33. Chapter Twenty-six
  34. Chapter Twenty-seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-one
  39. Chapter Thirty-two
  40. BOOK THREE - 1947
  41. Chapter Thirty-three
  42. Chapter Thirty-four
  43. Chapter Thirty-five
  44. Chapter Thirty-six
  45. Chapter Thirty-seven
  46. Chapter Thirty-eight
  47. Chapter Thirty-nine
  48. Chapter Forty
  49. BOOK FOUR - 1968
  50. Chapter Forty-one - 1968
  51. Chapter Forty-two
  52. Chapter Forty-three
  53. Chapter Forty-four
  54. Chapter Forty-five
  55. Chapter Forty-six
  56. Chapter Forty-seven
  57. Chapter Forty-eight
  58. Chapter Forty-nine
  59. Chapter Fifty - 1970
  60. EPILOGUE

D‘Arcy made a big deal out of shaking. He said in a high falsetto voice: ‘What’s that noise?’ Then looking round the pub he said. ‘I do believe I can hear my knees knocking! Get real, Mitchell, you’re dead meat when Danny Cavanagh hears about tonight. Dead fucking meat!’

Turning his back on Mitchell he carried on drinking and talking as if the other man did not even exist.

Mitchell walked towards him but Pargolis held him back. ‘In time, Davey, in time. Soon they’ll all be singing a different tune.’

Cynthia Mailing picked up her bag and hitched up her heavy breasts in one movement.

‘Where you going?’ Pargolis’ voice was high.

Cynthia smiled at him nastily. ‘As far away from you lot as possible, mate. That’s where. If I wanted a ruck with the Cavanaghs, I wouldn’t have one over the likes of you.’

With that she walked from the pub, hailed a cab and went home without a penny piece earned that night, but with the sweet knowledge her departure had been witnessed. No way was she getting involved with all that. No way.

Vince followed her from the pub, whistling through his teeth. He wanted to get back in touch with the twins before they heard the lot from D’Arcy and half the clientele of The Two Puddings.

They had promised him a pony and he wanted it.

Chapter Forty-six

Chapter Forty-six

‘What you going through all them old records for?’

Limmington grinned and waved the DC away with his hand. ‘Just idle curiosity, son, that’s all.’

He watched the young man leave the room then carried on with his reading. The Cavanaghs had eluded him once. Well, this time he would sew them all up good and proper. When he went for Miss Briony Cavanagh and Mr Tommy Lane he would go armed and dangerous. With the case sewn up. And through her he would get the twins.

He felt a tingling of excitement at the thought. As they closed the doors on those two he would do a dance of happiness all over the East End.

He had heard a whisper that they were to hit Pargolis. Well, let them. Pargolis was just another carbuncle on the face of the earth. The twins could hit him and good luck to them, then Limmington would have them right where he wanted them. It seemed Davey Mitchell was back in town and shouting his mouth off in the pubs and clubs. Well, he mused, the Cavanaghs would soon put a stop to his gallop and all.