Brian - part 5

continued from http://www.abctales.com/story/moor-land/brian-part-4

On the radio there was a phone-in about police commissioners and cuts.

“Yup, it'll be like The Wire before you know it.” The deep voiced man nodded. “What City Hall says goes. No more interesting stuff. Just shuffling teenagers off the street”.

“Let's see how interesting it gets.” deep voice man turned and winked.

I smiled. Probably a bit to eagerly. Time to tone it down. Chin on hand...and slowly turn to look out of the window. Wonder what he's called.

“Come on Kev, let's get going”

Kev? No. Not the bloody dog's name.

Kev turned and proffered a bag of maltesers. “Thanks, but I don't really eat chocolate”.

The other guy laughed. “So who do you live with?”

“Sorry?”

"There were chocolate wrappers everywhere.”

“Er, it's the dog – he won't eat anything else”

At last, I'd found a purpose for Kevin – my cover.

“You shouldn't give dogs chocolate. It's a poison.”

A short-lived purpose.

“I've only had him a couple of weeks – thanks for the advice.” I sensed a credibility gap. “He only has a couple of bars a day, but it's really difficult saying no. He's really fond of Twixes... and dairy milk and sometimes he has Maltesers, but only if he can catch them...”

Kev stared. As if I was a murderer.

“I definitely won't give him any more. I'd hate anything to happen to him.”

to be continued