Payback Time 2

Paul Fletcher was in his garden, he was trying to think but it was difficult with all the noise around him, he could feel his blood pressure rising, suddenly his bubble burst. He shouted at the top of his voice, which in turn became a scream!

“Stop, stop all this fucking noise and all go away for half an hour, do you fucking hear me!”

Immediately the two diggers stopped, the two men jumped off the machinery and were quickly followed out of the garden by four other labourers, they all knew better than argue with Mr Fletcher.

“Good, now I can get some fucking quiet!”

He was having a swimming pool put in his garden, he was determined that it would be the biggest and best on the private estate where he lived. Next door was the lead singer of some nineties pop band, he’d just had a pool put in his garden, but nowhere near the size of this one and just up the road the ex-Heavyweight Champion of the World had one put in two years ago, but that was tiny compared to what he had planned.

He needed time to think, first he should call his solicitor see if the rumour about Terry Murphy was true, he would know or at least he fucking should know!

He called his Solicitor Tom Marks. Tom answered after just one ring.

“Hi Paul, you ok?”

“How much did I pay you last year?”

“Sorry Paul, what was that?”

“How much of my fucking money did your firm get last year?”

“I’m not quite sure Paul, why?”

“Seven Hundred Grand, that’s how much you cunts took off me and guess what you can’t even do your fucking job properly!”

“Slow down Paul, what’s this all about?”

“Terry fucking Murphy, that’s what this is all about, one of my boys just saw him on the Kilby Estate, how the fuck can that be possible?”

“No way, Paul, he got twelve years, with a recommendation by the judge to serve at least ten, it’s only been, what, six?”

“Don’t tell me what I already fucking know, just check it out and call me back in ten minutes!”

Paul hung up, he liked to hang up on people, it made him feel in control.

He walked back into the three storey, six bedroom house and headed for the games room. At the end of the long room on the far wall were eight small TV screens, all showing some part of the house, the best CCTV system money could buy. He studied them closely everything was quiet. He made another call.

“John? Are you and Tony outside in the Range Rover?”

“Yes boss, as always”

“Good, keep your fucking eyes open, you hear me?”

“Yes boss”

He started to calm down a bit, Craig was a good earner for him but he used too much of the gear himself. He must have imagined it, fucked up junky that he was, he’d probably had some kind of flashback or hallucination that’s all. No way was it Terry Murphy.

His phone rang it was Tom his Solicitor.

“Yeh go on!”

There was a slight hesitation in Toms voice.

“Sorry Paul but it’s true, he was released from Brixton at eight o’clock this morning, done half his term so let out on licence, but he will still have to report to a probation officer and he’ll be well watched!”

“Don’t be a cunt Tom, this is Terry Murphy we’re talking about, he’ll have all those pricks in his pocket, so what happened to the Judges recommendation about doing at least ten?”

“Prison overcrowding Paul, the Home Office is under pressure to get the numbers down so they’re letting people go early”

“Cunts!”

“Look Paul, you’ve got a team of guys, a great security system in place, he’d be mad to come after you!”

“You cunt, he is mad! I’m the one that shot him and took over his business, of course he’ll come after me!”

Paul hung up just as one of the diggers started to rev up again in his garden.

Paul ran as fast as he could through the house and then into the garden, he leapt onto the digger and dragged the driver out of his seat by his throat, when he was on the ground Paul kicked him hard in the stomach and then again as hard as he could in the face. Blood poured out of the man’s nose, mouth and eye socket. Paul looked down at him and gave him a smile.

“I said take half an hour, it’s only been twenty eight fucking minutes!”

He turned and walked back into the house.