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Chapters (51)
  1. About the Book
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Kimberley Chambers
  4. Title Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgements
  7. Epigraph
  8. Prologue
  9. Chapter One
  10. Chapter Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. Chapter Five
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. Chapter Eight
  17. Chapter Nine
  18. Chapter Ten
  19. Chapter Eleven
  20. Chapter Twelve
  21. Chapter Thirteen
  22. Chapter Fourteen
  23. Chapter Fifteen
  24. Chapter Sixteen
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-One
  30. Chapter Twenty-Two
  31. Chapter Twenty-Three
  32. Chapter Twenty-Four
  33. Chapter Twenty-Five
  34. Chapter Twenty-Six
  35. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  36. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  37. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  38. Chapter Thirty
  39. Chapter Thirty-One
  40. Chapter Thirty-Two
  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. Chapter Forty-One
  50. Copyright
  51. Cover

‘Your mother wants to move, says we don’t know who else the Mitchells have involved. I think she’s right. The quicker we get out of Glasgow, the better.’

‘Fuck all this talk about moving. What I wanna know is how we’re gonna play this. We know Eddie and Raymond are definitely in the van and you can bet his cunting sons are with him, and probably some other mug that works for him. I don’t just wanna blast ’em all away. Let’s kill any deadwood, and then torture Eddie,’ Jed suggested.

Jimmy chuckled. He and Eddie Mitchell had been at loggerheads since 1970 and he certainly wanted to give him the most agonising death possible, but there wasn’t the time to torture him properly. ‘I dunno if we’ll have time to arse about, Jed. We’ll make sure we send him out in a bit of style though, I promise. Now catch up with us ’cause we’re just approaching the A13.’

When Jed started to laugh manically, Billy looked at him as though he had lost his marbles. Unlike his brother, he was shit-scared over what was about to happen and he couldn’t work Jed’s mind out at times. ‘What’s a matter? What you laughing at?’

‘When Mitchell’s gasping for his last breath, I’ve got a big surprise for him and Dad.’

‘What?’

‘I’m gonna tell both of ’em who killed Harry Mitchell.’

‘What, you gonna make something up?’ Billy asked confused.

‘No, I’m gonna tell the truth. It was me that killed the old cunt and I can barely wait to break the good news.’

* * *

Eddie Mitchell’s heart was beating nineteen to the dozen as they approached his salvage yard. He’d wanted Jimmy O’Hara dead for as long as he could remember and now he finally had the chance to do something about it. ‘Let me take Jimmy out. Gal, Raymondo, yous two make sure Jed cops it, then go for whoever else is with ’em. Ricky, you get the guns. Right, lads, get your hands on that door handle ’cause we’re pulling up in less than a minute or so.’

Ed had rung Big Pete, who managed the yard for him, hours earlier. The gates were made of wire mesh, and Ed had told him to just pull them to and put the chain or padlocks on one gate. ‘I’ve lost me key and need to drop a hooky motor off later,’ Ed had lied.

‘Right, hold tight, in case Pete’s fucked up and we smash ourselves to pieces,’ Eddie said, as Raymond put his foot full on the accelerator.

When the gates flew open and the van screeched to a halt, Eddie yelled his adrenalin-filled orders. ‘Go, go, go!’

Chapter Forty-One

CHAPTER FORTY