A Shady Past.
Just a prologue setting the scene.
A man paced up and down the street, rubbing his hands together. This was something he had been doing for the last few hours. He had caught a lot looks from passengers by, he could tell with his constant hand rubbing that it was clear he was very anxious before he decided to do what he was going to do all those hours ago. As he opened the door to the shabby telephone booth.
He braced himself before taking a deep breath and picked up the telephone receiver. And began to dial the number once he had entered the correct money. It took a few rings before the other end answered.
'I'd like to give an anonymous tip off' he said to the person on the other end of the phone.
'It's about a convicted sexual predator that I believe is on the sex offence registrar. He has since changed his name. Since convicted. And I believe he is working along side children once more' the man told the person at the other end of the phone.
'Yes I do have a name, he was called Jacob Anderson. But I now believe he has changed his name since his conviction' the man said. As the person the other end wrote this down.
'His new name which I believe is Tom Kent, and I believe he is working at Holby City E.D' and that's when the man left the telephone booth, satisfied with what he had done. Now all he had to do was wait for it to unfold
Jacob or rather Tom owed him. He had been watching him for the last few weeks. Unless he was going to get what was owed to him. He was going to take something predacious to him. That girl with brown hair and blonde streaks, he would take her to get what was owed. So Tom Kent had better pay up. Or else.