. . . "I'm out of here."
The two women looked up, surprised and watched Joe storm out the bar. As soon as the cold winter air hit his face, Joe felt better, he knew that he was in control of the situation. He knew exactly where he was heading. To the copse behind The Neptune Bar and Tea Room. He'd had a bug on Violet's phone for some time now. The box was going to make his fortune because in that box was a miracle recipe for an anti-aging face mask that Violet had been using for the last 10 years, Christ, he thought, she doesn't look a day older than 16. It was his mother's recipe and Violet had stolen it.
As he approached the copse he could see a flash of torch-light. Randy. Randy was a major obstacle but this time Randy's time was up.
Joe felt for his...