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
Thirdly, I have some instructions for you. Dig about six-foot deep under the apple tree at the bottom of my garden and you’ll find plenty of hidden treasure. I want you to keep this to yourself. Don’t tell your brothers or anyone, as it’s all meant for you.
Last, but not least, I made a will in 1987. I’ve left a substantial amount for Paulie, Ronny, Gary and Ricky, but the bulk I’ve left to you. You’re the only one I can trust to do the right thing with it, Eddie, and I want you to look after the following people for me:
Reg
Auntie Joan
Auntie Vi
Sylvie (she was a good friend to me)
all the grandchildren
Uncle Albert
Raymondo
and John (from the Flag)
Make sure all me old neighbours are OK, Ed. Especially old Iris next door and Cyril Miller over the road. (Them two ain’t got a pot to piss in, bless ’em.)
Well, that’s about it, son. You look after yourself now and make sure you look after that wonderful family of yours.
Love always, Dad
P.S. Hopefully, Ed, my death was a quick heart attack in the Flag or I croaked it in my sleep. If by any chance it wasn’t natural and some bastard took me out, I put my trust in you to get revenge for me.
With tears streaming down his face, Eddie kissed the piece of paper and put it in his pocket. ‘I will, Dad, I promise,’ he whispered.
THIRTY-TWO
Eddie instructed Larry to inform his brothers of his father’s wishes. He then sat back and waited for the inevitable fall out.
It was Ronny who rang first. ‘A hundred fucking grand! That’s all me and Paulie have been left. It ain’t fair, Ed, we know he’s fucking left it all to you. You’re some snake in the grass, you are, ain’t ya?’
Eddie did his best to calm his brother down. ‘Look, none of this is my fault, Ronny. I didn’t even know Dad had made a will.’
Ronny was spitting feathers. ‘Didn’t know! Don’t lie to me, you cunt. I bet the two of yous cooked it up between you. What about his house? He left you that and all, has he? There’s me ended up in a fucking wheelchair because of him and you’re the one reaping the rewards.’
Not wanting to have this conversation over the phone, Eddie told Ronny that he would meet him and Paulie later that evening in the Flag.
‘Cunt!’ Ronny screamed as he slammed the phone down.