I grew up here, it was a relatively quiet place to live .
The suburbs. Over 35 years it got busier, more dangerous. The story spans around 20 years.

Its a Tuesday and my phone is ringing, "what do they want"? I thought

"Hey"

"Hello, are you free to talk"

"Yes, what's up.?"

" Meet you outside McDonald's in, an hour."

"Ok, thanks "

I had just woken up and I had planned to spend the day with my daughter.

Her mother liked to sleep at least until lunchtime.

An hour had passed.

I walked to the counter, large sprite please.

I was hungry but the phone call was unexpected, something had happened.

I was nervous,

A car was waiting outside, different one again.

I had to keep track of details like that for my own safety.

I entered the car.

"Hey, how are you." Dave asked.

"Meet the boss, Steve"

I was sat next to the intel boss in the back seat of the car. My heart is racing

What was happening.? I thought

This was serious.

Where's your friend, (the hitman) Rob. The boss

"Not too sure why"

They wanted this guy , badly. We were sort of friends.
I saved his life, he had been stabbed.

His friends had set him up, nowhere to go.
A&E wasn't an option, as the police were probably looking for him .
He said he killed the other guy.

This was last week, what has happened now I thought.

"Do you know what happened last night?" Steve asked.

" No " I replied

" A body was found in a burnt out car"

This was the second murder in days, not including the guy the hitman had killed.

I was in the pool, figuratively.

TBC.

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