My name is Brendan Brady and this is the story of my life. My reputation precedes me, I'm seen as the local hard man, business entrepreneur and a family man at heart but deep down there's a demon in me as my rage and anger take full control of my mind to assert myself as the Alfa male in the village as no one mess's with me, I repeat no one!.
I was walking through the village when I bumped into someone, cursing under my breath and look at the idiot that knocked into me. "Watch where you're going mate" I exclaimed
"Sorry, I suppose you don't know where I could find Brendan Brandy do you? I know he lives in this village" the mysterious man replied, lifting he backpack onto his shoulder which slipped when he bumped into me.
"You're looking at him and who might you be" I questioned, raising an eyebrow
"Don't you remember? We met in prison, It's me walker. I need to talk to you" he proclaimed
"We'll talk in the club; it's more private "I sigh, motioning Walker to follow me to chez chez
I pulled out the key to the door from my pocket and unlocked it and went inside with walker following before I shut the door behind me, I watched as walker started to climb the staircase slowly as I would catch up to him, we both slumped on separate sofas, our eyes making contact with each other and watching one another.
"So, what do you want" I enquired
"I'm fresh out from prison and I need somewhere to stay until I get back onto my feet, you owe me that at least" walker questioned
"I don't owe you anything at all walker you did nothing for me in prison" I scold angrily
"I can its worth your wild Brendan, all I need is time as I know some people are planning a huge drug delivery in two weeks from now. All we have to do is plan a heist and the drugs are ours" he replied, raising an eyebrow
Taking in a deep breath I'd considered his proposal about the heist and nodded to go ahead with the deal and put my hand out to walker to shake on which he did and then I went to the bar to pours us some drinks to celebrate our partnership for the heist deal. I decided on a 1974 scotch and poured it into two glasses, I walked back over to the sofas, handing him he's drink and settling back down onto the sofa. After numerous hours of discussing the robbery, I went to the toilet. Joel entered the club to start his shift and was shocked to see some stranger up there.
JOEL P.O.V
"Excuses me mate but how did you get in here"? I questioned
"Don't worry about me youngster, just go and do your job" he exclaimed laughing lightly
"You've got no right to talk to me like that or I'll" he begin but walker cutting me off
"Or you what, you gonna knock me out" he questioned standing up right in front my face as our eyes made contact with one another
"That's enough girls put your handbags away" Brendan interrupted, walking up the stairs to our exchange
"Who the bloody hell is he? What is he doing here" Joel questioned
"Meet walker, he's an acquaintance that I know and we are quite busy, now get lost Joel" Brendan exclaimed
I did what I was told and left via the fire exit door and slamming it shut behind me, I knew there was something dodgy about walker but I couldn't put my finger on it. He's eyes were so shifty and it was like he had persuaded him to help without Brendan acknowledging it , I couldn't sit back and turn a blind eye on this, I needed to tell Brendan fast as I saw then making their way up the stairs to his flat with walkers bags in hand, walker giving me a wink. Something was defiantly not right about him….