Later that evening, Vinny and Roy were plotted up in a cheap green van they’d purchased via the Kelly brothers. Thanks to Brenda, they’d known the best place to wait to capture their prey. Apparently, of an evening the pervert hung out with another weirdo who lived in the opposite direction.

‘’Ere he comes,’ said Roy.

Vinny checked the coast was clear before grabbing hold of Peter Davidson and shoving him in the back of the van.

Peter was stunned. ‘What you doing, Vinny?’

Ordering Roy to drive, Vinny tied up Peter’s arms and legs.

Knowing what Vinny was all about, Peter started to panic. ‘I’ll never do anything wrong again, I promise ya. I just wanna go home to my mum and dad now. Please let me go. What am I meant to have done?’

‘Lucy Potter ring a bell to ya, does she?’ Vinny spat. ‘You’re a wrong un, lad. My sister and her pals ain’t safe around the likes of you.’

Realizing he was in big trouble, Peter started to whimper like an injured dog. ‘But I ain’t even touched your sister, I never would.’

‘Shut it,’ Vinny hissed, as he punched Peter in the side of the head.

In the driver’s seat, Roy was feeling wary. ‘Take it easy, bruv.’

‘I am gonna do what is right this time, Roy. This scumbag isn’t someone we want living on our patch.’

‘I’m gonna walk round to Mum’s, Queenie. She weren’t in when I popped round hers yesterday and I must have rung her ten times today and she isn’t answering her phone.’

‘Probably out preaching with those fruitcake mates of hers,’ Queenie snapped.

‘Don’t be nasty. You might not be in touch with Mum much, but I bloody am. She’s always in on a Thursday afternoon when I go round there. I’m afraid something ain’t right.’

Queenie downed the rest of her sherry. Today had been one of the best days of her life. She’d told Pearl where to shove her job and not only had her boys achieved their dreams, they’d achieved hers too. Vinny was the instigator in purchasing that club, she knew that much and was so bloody proud of him. ‘OK. I’ll come round Mum’s with you. There’ll be sod all wrong with her though. There never is.’

Vinny pulled the tape off Peter’s mouth. They were now in a nice secluded lock-up, thanks to the Kelly brothers helping him out.

‘Please don’t hurt me,’ Peter sobbed. ‘I will never touch any girls again, I swear.’

Vinny grabbed the lad by the throat. ‘I warned you once, didn’t I, Peter lad, and you disrespected me by not taking my advice.’

‘I’m sorry, Vinny. I’ll never disrespect you again, I promise. Please can you just take me home to my mum and dad now? They’ll be worried where I am.’

Violence was a turn-on for Vinny. He could feel his cock starting to stir.

‘What you doing, Vin?’ Roy asked. He was still sitting in the driver’s seat.