Noddy pushed himself into a crouching position, not letting go of his beer. Janine reached over to help him up. As he lurched to his feet, he bumped against her. The lump of steel in his pocket swung heavy against her arm.
“What’s that?”
“I’m happy to see you?” He took it out, holding it carefully to make sure the safety was still off. As far as he could tell.
“What the hell are you doing with that? You could hurt someone.”
The response came automatically. “It’s a gun. That’s what it’s for.”
Janine reached out and took it from him. “I’ll hold onto this, shall I? I’ve taken the day off so we can sort this out. I don’t need you playing with a loaded weapon while we discuss the future of our family. Somebody was shot just last night, in the restaurant of the Horny Dragon.”
Noddy froze. “Where was Mick?”
“Seriously? Where were you?”
“Come on, Girlfriend. Last night, when it happened. Was Mick in the club?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. He just got out of hospital.” “Yeah. Okay. You’re right.” He was too tired to argue. Instead, he stepped out of the flowerbed and towards the entrance to Janine’s flat. Towards home, the only place he had ever felt safe.
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