Jimmy's Game (Ruthless) by Karen Clow Read Free Book Online Page B

said, “I’ve got some business to take care of with Mickey later today, will you be okay by yourself? I can get someone to come round and keep you company if you like?” “No I’ll be fine; I’m used to being on my own.”
    Before he left he showed her where he kept his DVD collection and how to operate all the different remote controls for the TV and DVD player. “Help yourself to anything while I’m gone, I should only be a couple of hours.” He wasn’t happy about her staying on her own, but he knew she’d be safe for the time being because of Nick’s business trip.
    A short time later she watched from the window as he got into Mickey’s car; it was unmistakable, a red Ferrari Spider.
    “No news on Mr Janders then?” asked Jimmy as he shut the car door. “No,” snapped Mickey, “and if that fat bastard thinks he’s getting away with it a third time, he’s making a fucking big mistake! I thought we could use Jacky Boy and Kevin for this, what do you reckon?” “Yeah sounds good to me Mickey, they’ll be up for it.” “I’m glad you said that because I’ve already asked them to meet us at the club.” Jimmy grinned. The club didn’t open on a Sunday so it was always a good place to talk business.
    Ten minutes later Mickey pulled in to his parking space outside the club. They could see the two lads waiting. “Fuck me they’re keen, they remind me of us back in the days when we were young and on the up,” laughed Jimmy.” The two friends got out of the car and walked towards the club door where the two lads were standing.  “Alright lads, why didn’t you wait inside?” said Mickey, as he unlocked the club door. “We’ve only just got here.” replied Jacky Boy.
    Kevin and Jacky Boy had worked for them for several years; they were what Jimmy would refer to as ‘good boys’. Both looked the part as doormen, hard men. Jacky boy was around thirty, six feet tall of muscular build but not huge like a lot of doormen; his shoulder length hair was well kept in a ponytail. He was well liked amongst the club staff and punters, especially the females. Kevin was a couple of years older and slightly larger, with receding short fair hair. A real player with women, most weekends he would leave the club with a girl on each arm.
    On entering the club Mickey said, “Grab a bottle and four glasses from the bar Kev.” Moments later the four men where drinking scotch and ready to talk business. “What’s up then Jimmy?” asked Kevin. “Well it’s like this Kev; that fat bastard Patrick Janders down at the Clifton Arms seems to think that he can fuck us about! For some unknown reason he thinks he doesn’t need to pay us anymore. So we think you and Jacky Boy ought to pay him a visit and convince him that he does, nothing too heavy we don’t want to put him out of work, just scare him a bit.” “No problem, we’ll pop over and see him tonight.” “Great then we’ll leave it to you two to sort out this little misunderstanding.” Mickey interrupted, “Are you lads working the door here tomorrow night?” “Yeah,” replied Kevin. “Good you can drop the money off then; one of us will be about. Jacky Boy are you still seeing that little blonde party who works in the office at AJ’s?” Before he could answer Kevin interrupted and said, “Oh fuck me is he still seeing her, he’s fucking loved up Mick; they’re like a fucking old married couple. All he ever fucking talks about is, me and Lisa did this, me and Lisa did that; gets right on my fucking nerves!” The four men laughed . “Tell you what,” said Mickey, “why don’t you two go down to the restaurant tonight after you’ve sorted out fat Patrick; take Lisa and one of her mates for a meal on the house; just tell Jason we said its ok.” “Cheers Mickey that’ll be great.” “Cushty,” echoed Jacky Boy. “Good, now fuck off and leave us to talk business!”
    When the two men had left, Mickey said, “The word is Nick is