Chapters (46)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Note to Readers
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by the Same Author
- Book Credits
- HarperNorth Newsletter
- About the Publisher
Donny was flailing as he tried to kick out. ‘You were a bully, a dirty prick who picked on vulnerable kids. You got what was coming to you. You made my life a misery for years, but it wasn’t just mine, was it? Lots of kids. But I was the one who stood up to you – where is the crime in that, you twisted fuck?’
Trevor laughed. ‘Vulnerable kids? You mean like the ones you have travelling up and down the country selling drugs? And you a headteacher – the media are going to love this. You’re going to pay, sunshine.’
Donny was still trying to fight back, but he didn’t stand a chance. He was surrounded now. Eventually he slid back down against the patrol car and sat slumped on the ground.
He heard the clip clip of high heels on the pavement. Beats gestured to the other officers to leave him for a minute.
Susan. His heart leapt when he saw her. But why was she here? A cold trickle of fear ran down his spine.
She smiled and bent her head down so Donny would get a proper look at her before she whispered into his ear. ‘Hi, babes, doesn’t look like you’re having a good night, does it? Did you think you could get one over on me, you and your fancy piece? Trevor has told me all about Melanie so don’t waste your breath. You’re a dirty no-good bastard and I wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire. You don’t even know how to tell the truth. You told me your money came from gambling, you lying, cheating cunt. And all this time you’ve been giving me fucking dirty money to put through the salon. Drugs and kids, Donny – it’s the lowest of the low. I knew you did things your own way – but I always thought your heart was in the right place. We get results, that’s what you always said about Second Chance. But you didn’t care, did you? Not about me and certainly not about those kids.’
She turned to face Beats. ‘I want the money he had and the keys to the car, as we agreed.’ She smiled. ‘We work well together, Trevor. And looks like I’m single again now.’ She held out her hand as Trevor dropped the car keys into it.
Trevor chuckled. ‘You’re right. Looks like you are.’ He shook his head slowly. ‘What a day, I’ve caught Donny Knight red-handed and watched him get his heart stamped on. That’s what you call a great day at the office.’