Chapter 12: Daddy's come a hunting
Sam and Phil were sat on the sofa, embraced in each others arms. There was a loud knock at the door.
"I'll see who it is. If it's Stuart I'll shout and you need to run upstairs and lock yourself in the bathroom."
Sam nodded and walked over to the stairs, ready for the call. Phil tip-toed over to the front door and looked through the eyeglass. Seeing it wasn't Stuart he opened the door. It was Jack.
"Phil, where's Sam."
"Guv?" Sam called out suspiciously.
"Sam, its Jack. He's here to talk." Phil called out.
Sam walked over to the door and gave Jack a brief hug.
"I just came over to check you were all right. I'll be off now. You know…just checking up, seeing you're okay."
"Okay. See you later Guv."
Phil shut the door and walked over to Sam. He kissed her briefly on the lips.
A door slammed somewhere upstairs.
"What the fuck was that Phil?"
Phil was already creeping up the stairs…
"Phil what the hell do you think you're doing? We need to call SO19 for backup!"
"I don't give a shit!"
There were footsteps on the landing…Phil paused.
"If it is him I reckon we should sit on the sofa and pretend we don't know he's here."
Sam nodded. They walked over to the sofa and sat down. Phil held Sam's hand as the footsteps trickled down the stairs.
"Im scared." Sam said and Phil held her tightly, pulling her towards him.
