Kimberley Chambers 3-Book Butler Collection: The Trap, Payback, The Wronged. Kimberley Chambers

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СКАЧАТЬ He had always wanted to have a mum like all the other kids at school had, and this mum who had turned up today seemed quite nice.

      ‘Get up them fucking stairs now,’ Vinny bellowed, grabbing his son’s right arm and yanking him off the sofa. He hated being disobeyed at the best of times.

      ‘Don’t do that! You’ll hurt him,’ Karen said, appalled.

      ‘Come upstairs with Nanny,’ Queenie urged, trying to pick up her grandson.

      Little Vinny wriggled out of his nan’s grasp. ‘I wanna see my mum,’ he sobbed.

      Seething with Karen for upsetting his little boy so much, Vinny decided to let his son know exactly what she was really like. He crouched down, grabbed Vinny by the hand and pointed towards Karen. ‘That woman there isn’t good enough to be a mother to you, boy, and do you want to know why?’

      Little Vinny nodded.

      ‘Because she sold you to your daddy. That’s how much she wanted you.’

      Karen was crying now. ‘It wasn’t like that, son. I had to go away. But, I’m not going away any more, I promise you that much.’

      When Little Vinny ran up the stairs and Queenie followed him, Karen suddenly felt nervous. It had taken a lot of guts and planning to come back to Whitechapel, and she couldn’t bottle it now. If she was to have regular contact with her son, then she needed to stand up for herself. It was the only way forward.

      ‘You got some front turning up here. What you after? More dosh?’ Vinny asked, shutting the lounge door.

      ‘No, I don’t want your money. All I want is to have contact with my son, Vinny. I don’t want to take him away from you. I just want to see him on a regular basis. He is absolutely adorable, just like I knew he would be and as his mother I have a right to see him grow up.’

      ‘You lost all your rights as a mother when you took my fucking money and bolted. Now, you have two choices. You can either walk away now and live, or continue this bollocks and die. The choice is yours, so what is it to be, Karen? And don’t think I won’t kill you, because I will.’

      ‘I know you will, which is why I have already sought legal advice and been to the police, Vinny. They have everything logged on record and if I go missing, or my mutilated body is found, you will go down for the murder. I have made damn sure of that.’

      The mention of the police being involved put the fear of God into Vinny. His main source of information on the inside had retired from his position as Chief Inspector last year, and even though he still gave Geary a back-hander for any odds and sods he needed, now he was all legal he had no reason to have the Old Bill on his payroll any more.

      ‘So, can I see our son from time to time?’ Karen asked. She had noticed the look of fear on Vinny’s face when she had mentioned the police, and was pleased that she sounded so confident, because her insides actually felt like jelly.

      Vinny flopped onto the armchair opposite Karen. He knew he had been lucky to get away with topping Dave Phillips and there was no way he could chance getting rid of Karen himself if the bitch had already spoken to the police. The thought of doing life in prison and not seeing his son grow up was unbearable, so instead of strangling Karen and watching the life seep out of her like he wanted to, Vinny forced a smile. ‘I suppose it’s only right with you being his mother that you see him. It has to be on my terms though, and I don’t want him going out on his own with you until he gets to know you better.’

      Thrilled that Vinny had actually seen sense, Karen nodded her head. ‘I understand that, but I would love my mum to meet him. Perhaps I could bring her round to your mum’s house?’

      Much to his displeasure, Vinny forced himself to smile again. ‘Look, why don’t I book a nice restaurant and your mum can meet him over lunch?’

      Karen was suddenly suspicious. Vinny was being a bit too nice for her liking. ‘OK. What day shall we arrange it for?’ she asked. There was nothing Vinny could do to harm her in such a public place.

      ‘How about Wednesday? I’ll give you the phone number of my club, bell me tomorrow afternoon and I’ll have somewhere nice booked. I’ll talk to Little Vinny tomorrow and explain everything properly to him. Sorry for the way I reacted earlier, I was out of order. Just the shock of you turning up out the blue, I suppose.’

      ‘That’s OK. I’m sorry for turning up like that as well. I never wanted to give our son up in the first place though, you do know that? I was just so scared of you, Vinny. That’s why I took the money and ran. I’ve sorted myself out now though. I gave up the stripping and I now work as a barmaid in a pub in Dagenham. I could be a good mum to Little Vinny now, I know I could.’

      Vinny nodded as if to agree with her. ‘Look, I’ve gotta shoot now. I’ve got a meeting with a guy at the club at eight. Do you need a lift anywhere?’

      ‘No, I’m fine, thanks. I’ll walk to the station, it’s only round the corner.’

      Escorting Karen to the front door, Vinny handed her his phone number on a piece of paper and told her to ring him after two tomorrow.

      ‘Thanks for everything, Vinny, and I’ll see you on Wednesday,’ Karen said, as she walked down the path.

      Vinny closed the door and sighed deeply as he leant against it. Plan A had been to brazenly murder Karen, and seeing as it was far too dangerous to do that now, he needed to quickly think of a Plan B.

      Once she had got over her initial nervousness, Nancy had thoroughly enjoyed her date with Michael. He had taken her to a steakhouse in Stratford and even though she had been far too excited to eat very much, Nancy had felt very grown-up and had even had a couple of Cinzanos and lemonade.

      Nancy had never had a proper boyfriend in the past. She had been on a few first dates with different lads, but had never enjoyed herself enough to bother with a second one. Being with Michael was different. Not only was he the most handsome lad that she had ever seen, he was also funny, interesting and an absolute gentleman. The five-year age gap didn’t bother Nancy one little bit. She would much rather date a man than a boy. Especially one who drove a red Mustang convertible like Michael did. Nancy had nearly wet herself with excitement when she had clapped eyes on his car.

      ‘Do I go straight on at these lights?’ Michael asked, snapping Nancy out of her deliriously happy daydream.

      ‘Yes, then first right and you can drop me on the corner. I live in the next road along and I don’t want my nosy parents to know my business. They keep trying to fix me up with their friend’s awful son, Roger.’

      Michael chuckled, followed Nancy’s directions, then pulled over near a couple of garages. He’d had a wonderful evening, so much so, he had decided to pay Denise a visit tomorrow to break up with her for good. Obviously, he hadn’t mentioned to Nancy that he currently had a girlfriend. What was the point if he was going to end the relationship?

      Michael turned down the volume on the radio to drown out the sound of Dawn singing ‘Knock Three Times’ and turned to face Nancy. He had never been as desperate to kiss a girl in his life. ‘I really had a good time tonight. Can I see you again, Nancy?’

      Nancy stared into Michael’s kind green eyes and smiled. If her parents found out she was dating one of the Butler boys she knew they would go ballistic, but as long as she and Michael kept well away from the Ilford СКАЧАТЬ