I sit alone staring at the glass, I only had a few, I never drink before a job, and I got a serious job to do tonight, may involve another police chase. It's about time to head home and watch the news. I recall in my late night drives passing that Maisonette 9 trap, looking at the fools standing in line, thinking how easy it would be to pull a machine pistol and mow them down, and wondering why nobody has done it. I know they have trouble with Bulgarin, having stolen his diamonds. Friday evening, probably a long line, I could run over a few. It would be reprisal for Bulgarin, police and journalists should uncover the feud and implicate them in the attack if all goes well.
Do I know anyone who goes to Maisonette 9? Brucie probably does, I know Alex does, haven't seen her in a while, do I call them to see what they're doing tonight? After I dump the car used in the drive-by, maybe I should go with Brucie to Club Liberty, if he's up for it, and do some proper celebration.
In one way I'm relieved I was left out but I'm also worried, just what does the guy have in mind? How much simpler it would have been if I just sliced Dimitri's throat right then when he asked me to kill Mikhail. None of this would have happened. I would have never met Kate, Packie, would it have been for the better?
Call from Roman. "Remember where we used to live, in Hove Beach? You should come see this."
Roman still owns the place in Hove Beach, he wants to restore it someday. He knows as well as I do it will never be safe for us there, but he's a dreamer. Now that Roman's getting married it's about time I get a place of my own. Do I ask Mallorie's cousin to buy the place up in Bohan? It's a dump, the Comet sticked like a sore thumb, but I have enough money, I can buy that and a place in Broker, it's a good time to invest in real estate.