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 stared at the floor. ‘It’s ruined my night, Jess. I mean how would you like it, if some bird was giving it large about shagging me?’
With the memory of her husband trying to throttle her totally erased from her mind, Jessica apologised once again. ‘I’ll never keep anything from you again, Ed. I’m really sorry. Can’t we go back and enjoy the rest of the party and forget all about it? I promise there’ll be no more secrets.’
Ed shrugged then nodded. ‘As long as you ain’t got no more skeletons locked in the closet, I’m willing to forget about tonight.’
Jessica felt relief as she hugged him. ‘I love you,’ she whispered.
Eddie held her tight. ‘Oh, and one more thing. I don’t want you to have any more contact with that Mary.’
Jessica agreed. She rarely spoke to Mary now anyway. Eddie’s feelings were far more important to her than those of some old schoolfriend.
The perfect gentleman, Ed held the door open for Jessica. As she walked through, Eddie smirked. The best form of defence was attack and, as usual, Ed had turned the situation around to his advantage.
TWELVE
As Eddie Mitchell ended the phone call, he could barely wipe the grin off his face. His father had just rung him and, in undercover lingo, let him know that the Old Bill were officially treating Mad Dave’s murder as a bungled burglary and were looking for two young black males who had been seen loitering around that area the previous week.
Desperate to tell Raymond the good news in person, rather than via the phone, Eddie picked up his car keys. Ray had been at it all weekend with the tart he’d met at Reg’s party, and had only just got rid of her.
‘Finish getting the kids ready, Jess. I’m just popping out for a bit, I’ll be back in about half-hour.’
‘Where are you going?’ Jessica called, as he slammed the front door.
Flustered because she was running late and was not even ready herself, Jessica marched Joey and Frankie downstairs and ordered Gary and Ricky to keep an eye on them for her. ‘I won’t be long. I just want to have a quick shower and get changed. Make sure they don’t go out in the garden. They’re ready for the party and I don’t want them to get covered in mud.’
‘Where’s me Dad?’ Gary asked.
Jessica shook her head. ‘How should I know? You know what your father’s like, comes and goes as he pleases.’
‘Can I come upstairs with you, Mummy?’ Joey whined.
‘No, stay down here with your sister. Mummy won’t be long, be a good boy and Gary and Ricky will play a game with you.’
‘Please, Mum,’ Joey screamed, clinging on to her legs.