Chapters (48)
- Cover
- THEFEUD
- Dedication
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
Eddie had no other option than to book the Flag for the wake. His father had spent so many hours of his life in there, he would have come back and haunted Eddie if it had been held anywhere else. Obviously there was a free bar, but the size of the pub was a problem. With so many mourners, there weren’t enough staff behind the bar or enough room for people to stand comfortably. Eddie made a quick phone call and organised another free bar in the Ordnance Arms, which was also an old haunt of his dad’s. People could make their own mind up where they wanted to go. If they weren’t happy being squashed like sardines in a tin, they could have a drink in Harry’s memory down the road.
Jessica stood in the corner of the pub with Vicki. Dougie was up at the bar with the men. Neither Vicki nor Jessica were annoyed that their husbands had deserted them. On this type of occasion the men always clubbed together and the women were left to their own devices.
‘Where are the twins? Can you see them? I have to keep my eye on them, as they do like a drink, you know,’ Jessica said to her friend.
Vicki craned her neck. ‘I can’t see them, but I’m sure they’re fine. How old are they now? Nearly sixteen, aren’t they? I was drinking in pubs at their age, weren’t you? I wouldn’t worry about them too much.’
Jessica nodded. The twins were a bit too streetwise for her liking and she couldn’t help but worry about them.
Eddie stood up at the bar with all the old school.
‘Can I have a quick word with you, Eddie?’ Patrick Murphy asked him.
Eddie followed the big Irishman outside the pub and they found a quiet spot. ‘Please don’t think I’m sticking my nose in your business, Eddie, but I’m telling you now, your father’s murder had nothing to do with the O’Haras. I was round at Jimmy’s on Christmas Eve. His sons were there, his brothers, his cousins. I didn’t leave there till three in the morning. I know this must be awful for you, Ed, but you’ve gotta look somewhere else for your answers. You know as well as I do that when Alice left Jimmy, he lost his swagger. I know you’ve had a feud with him in the past, but he’s a changed man now. He don’t want any grief, especially now Alice has agreed to give him another chance.’