Chapter 5
"Alright Naboolio?" I grin as the tiny shaman walks through the shop door. "Good trip?"
"Yeah, it was alright. You closed up yet?"
"We were just about to. Go on, Vince." Howard motions for me to close the shutters.
"Why me? Naboo, tell him to do it!" I whine, turning the fact that Naboo favours me to my advantage. He rolls his eyes.
"What am I, your dad?"
"Harold close shop. Precious Vince come upstairs."
"It's Howard, actually. And why can't Vince do it?" Bollo growls at him and he starts to lock up the shop. Naboo shakes his head as we plod upstairs.
"Did anything interesting happen while we were away?"
"Howard added a paperclip hut to stationary village. I chatted to a lemur. Not much else. You up to anything tonight?"
"Bollo go DJ. Naboo come."
"Cool. I think Howard's going out to Lester Corncrake's."
"What precious Vince do?"
"I was thinking of having a night in. I'm pretty knackered." Naboo studies me, a concerned look on his face, but he doesn't say anything. I try hard not to look as though I'm hiding something. Naboo doesn't need to know. No-one does.