Chap 11
Jack opened the front door to find a very nervous Gwen and Andy waiting on his doorstep. He was halfway into his coat as he headed off for some milk and was a bit startled as he was sure there had been no knock.
"Did you knock?" he finally asked after it seemed they weren't going to talk.
"Is Ianto about, mate?" Andy asked softly, and Jack was immediately on alert.
"This official business, Andy?" Jack let the coat slip back into his hands.
"Sorry. Bad news." Andy sighed as Gwen shifted feet.
Ianto had been having a good day. His chemo was the next day so he was enjoying that brief respite between his "Rat-poison" days. He heard voices, and turned from the painting he was straightening with a warm smile as he recognised his childhood friend.
"Andy Pandy, what are you doing here?" Ianto chortled as he waved them towards the sofa. "I was just going to move these pictures about, I was so bloody bored. Well?"
"Ah. Toto. This isn't a social visit, mate," Andy apologised as he sat forward.
"Well?" Ianto prodded.
"There's a body down town, at the morgue. Ah, shit. I'm not sure but it looks like Martha." Andy sighed.
"Don't be stupid. You know Martha as well as I do, ya great muppet. What do you mean you're not sure?" Ianto scoffed as Jack slid into the seat next to Ianto.
"Well that's the problem. She's a bit banged up." Gwen screwed up her nose, and Andy nodded.
"We'll follow you," Jack said as he reached for his phone to ask Gray and Rhia to pick Walter up.
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The morgue was exactly what Ianto expected it to be. Stark white and barren. The gurney in front of him had a white sheet over the body waiting to be ogled, and he wondered how they got the stains out of their sheets.
As the coroner lifted the sheet, Ianto gave a shudder of repulsion at the sight previously hidden underneath. He instinctively reached for Jack's hand even as he leaned forward to look at the face of the dead woman more closely.
"This is not Martha, but I do know who it is. This is not going to end well," Ianto groaned.
"Babe?" Jack squeezed his hand for an answer.
"This is one of Idris's ex-girlfriends. One of his soldiers. Damn it. She's Mary."
"Mary? As in Tosh's Mary?" Jack gasped with horror.
"Tosh? What does she have to do with this?" Gwen asked as she flipped her pad open.
"No. Nothing. She and Mary knew each other once, a long time ago. It was just a flash in the pan!" Ianto shook his head. "She worked for Idris for about seven years, I think."
"Wait a minute. Soldiers? Ah shit. You mean Idris as in the Hoodlum Idris? Idris Jones." Andy whined. "Ah shit! Well, I bags not telling him!"
"Well, I suppose I could tell him," Gwen said, then looked up when Ianto and Jack both snorted at the same time.
"Gwen, you would never make it to Idris. The enforcers would chuck you out. Damn." Ianto took a moment, then turned to face Jack. "I'll have to."