CASH & CREDIT 24

The morning light was shining into the room when his mobile phone suddenly burst into life. Struggling to wake, the Chief reached for the ringing noise that filled his head almost as much as the champagne from the night before. The night before. As he clutched the phone, he looked at the lady lying beside him, stirring now, the duvet cover slipping back to reveal her naked breasts. Smiling softly to himself, he finally connected the phone and focused on the Scottish voice at the other end. It was McKay, his team leader.

“Guv, we’re on the move,” said McKay.

“Where are you heading?” asked the Chief, his head suddenly beginning to clear. From the sheets beside him came a sleepy female voice.

“Is it on then?”

On the other end of the phone, McKay,

recognising the voice, hesitated before replying. So the guys were right – the Chief and Bryde were at it.....

“It’s London, it seems Guv” said McKay, “We’re steaming down the M1 through Watford, but I’ll keep you posted”.