'Are you saying that a phone that's running hot was stolen from the Junction?' Schoolboy's voice was slurring with the first drink of information. 'I was only joking G. No way you would be tangled in that type of mess' Lord Tribulation reassured him .... 'I know that but just tell me about the phone.'
First the dead bloke was mentioned on the local news headlines and now his name could be the next to be written in bold black ink. He couldn't stop the spit leaking from the back of his throat and flooding between the barrier of his dry lips. He gulped a second time. His instincts had been right all along. He cursed Sensi and Dexter. He cursed himself.