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enough. The boss has £4 million in diamonds in a safe in his house, which he got from insider dealing; dodgy money which he can’t report. We do the deed. He tells us how. Easy.’
    ‘ Not easy, not simple.’ I didn’t like it, didn’t like it at all.
    ‘ Fine, don’t bother then. I’ll find someone else. You stay broke the rest of your life. You keep pinching and scraping. I’m getting rich. I’m going places.’ She was angry.
    ‘ I never said I weren’t in. I was just getting the details. Calm down, Tabs. Don’t get all antsy.’
    ‘ So you’re in?’
    ‘ I need to meet the guy.’
    ‘ I knew you’d say that. He’s outside. I’ll get him.’
    ‘ Whoah. What you mean he’s outside?’
    ‘ I knew you’d want to see him, so I told him to come to the club. He’s at the bar. I’ll get him.’ She was half-way out the staffroom.
    ‘ Stop! ... Me and you back here can be explained. A third bod looks well dodgy. Calm down. He ain’t going nowhere.’ She paused. It hurt her to slow down, but she knew I was right. In her rush to escape poverty she was behaving recklessly.
    ‘ You’ve turned paranoid, Wolfy.’
    ‘ With the amount of bullets flying near my head lately, I think it’s the right mentality.’ I had travelled a bit far down Paranoia Drive. I was so worried by what had happened lately, I was carrying the tranquiliser pistol and ten darts; had put it in my pocket from the morning. I tapped it as she spoke.
    ‘ Yeah well, paranoid or not, I’m doing this, Wolfy. I’m not being broke my whole life.’
    ‘ Okay, Tabs, I get the picture. What’s the cut?’
    ‘ Four ways: one mill each.’
    ‘ Who’s the fourth?’
    ‘ Curtis. I knew you’d want to get Curtis.’ Damn, she was good. She was right. I wasn’t going to go near this without Curtis.
    ‘ So you knew I’d want Curtis, did ya?’
    ‘ Yep.’ She smirked. ‘I ain’t going to fail here. I want this and I’m going to have it.’
    ‘ Okay then. This guy’s cool with the split?’
    ‘ Yep. He’s more happy his boss is getting the shaft.’
    ‘ He’s outside, you said?’ She nodded. ‘Alright then take me to him.’ I didn’t like it. It smelt wrong, but I was holding back for Tabatha’s sake. Maybe she was right. Maybe I was just paranoid. I was packing a tranq gun. I was not exactly thinking straight.
    We walked out of the storeroom. Kenneth, one of the waiters saw us coming out.
    ‘ Naughty naughty,’ he sniggered.
    ‘ Yes, thank you, Kenneth,’ I replied, helping to enforce his presumption.
    We walked towards the bar.
    ‘Colin, come here.’ She signalled to a man dressed as Elvis. I don’t know what period of Elvis’ career he was meant to be emulating, as I don’t remember Elvis ever having a scrawny matchstick-man period. If he did though, this man had it down pat.
    He was 5’9” with blue eyes and a thin skeletal face.
    ‘ Colin Todd. Pleased to meet you.’ His voice was nasal and grated instantly. ‘Are you the one Tabatha was talking about?’
    ‘ We’ll talk about that later. I just wanted to meet you for now.’
    This guy instantly antagonised me; it was what his eyes did when he said Tabatha’s name. He was lusting after the woman I was lusting after, and had a voice like a blue bottle trapped in a glass.
    This guy and I were never going to be friends.
    ‘ Eh?’ he replied, not understanding why I didn’t want to discuss his proposition out in the open where everyone could hear.
    ‘ We’ll talk later, somewhere private. You’re not in any rush, are ya?’
    ‘ No,’ he shook his head.
    ‘ Okay then. See ya later. See ya, Tabs.’
    ‘ Wolfy,’ Tabs said grabbing my arm as I went back to the table.
    ‘ Tabs.’
    ‘ Why don’t you talk to him now?’
    ‘ Because I don’t wash my dirty linen in public. There’s no way I’m gonna talk about anything out in the open where everyman can hear.’
    ‘ Why not go somewhere private now?’
    ‘ Because it looks dodgy. I’ve been