May Day -- part Twenty-three
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“Should we bother to lose Tom?”
Bodie glanced in the mirror. “Do we need to right now? White’s not as obliging as Murphy is—”
“You stole his girlfriend Bodie—”
“Well she was very obliging—”
“Bodie!”
“Right. We either lose White, which I can do of course—”
“Of course.”
“—And risk the Cow sending someone better, or we just let him follow us for now.”
“We’re only going to Bagley Road. It’ll be a nice little outing for him.”
“You are so considerate, Ray,” Bodie lisped.
Ray punched him in the arm. “Cretin!”
“There is something bothering me though…”
“Look, Foley and—”
“I wasn’t actually thinking about your inexplicable past attraction to Hitler Youth types, I—”
“You bug—”
“C’mon Ray, he looks just like an Aryan recruitment poster.”
“He does at that.” Ray tried to stifle a snigger. He didn’t succeed.
“You came to your senses fast enough once you met tall, dark and handsome me.”
Doyle gripped Bodie’s knee briefly. “You forgot modest.”
“That too. Quality goods speak for themselves.”
“… So what is bothering you?”
“Is your Foley part of some idiotic scheme to make us think Cowley’s involved in this?”
“You don’t think he’s involved either?”
“Course not. Why would Cowley have bothered to tell us to look for the photographer if he was the one who hired him? It’s stupid, plain and simple. So either they don’t know Cowley wouldn’t just dismiss us without suggesting we find the photographer or—”
“Our path has been crossed by more than one older dignified gent with a limp.”
“Right fortune telling Gypsy Ray Lee you are!”
They drove in silence for a while, Ray amused by Bodie going around one roundabout twice in order to avoid losing White who was making a very bad job of tailing them.
“Maurice bloody Seaton!” Bodie thumped the driving wheel.
“What?”
“Your friend Foley got it wrong, heard it wrong. Maurice bloody Seaton!”
“Wasn’t he the man from the Ministry who kept droning on and on at the Embassy Ball about how we have to save England from declining moral standards?”
“One and the same. While you were talking to Denton he asked me if I’d dance with his wife—”
“I thought you’d suddenly developed a taste for much older women—”
“I prefer much older men—”
“Watch it!”
“Point is Ray, he wanted me to dance with her because he was shot in the leg at Normandy and he walks with a limp to this day.”
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“Should we bother to lose Tom?”
Bodie glanced in the mirror. “Do we need to right now? White’s not as obliging as Murphy is—”
“You stole his girlfriend Bodie—”
“Well she was very obliging—”
“Bodie!”
“Right. We either lose White, which I can do of course—”
“Of course.”
“—And risk the Cow sending someone better, or we just let him follow us for now.”
“We’re only going to Bagley Road. It’ll be a nice little outing for him.”
“You are so considerate, Ray,” Bodie lisped.
Ray punched him in the arm. “Cretin!”
“There is something bothering me though…”
“Look, Foley and—”
“I wasn’t actually thinking about your inexplicable past attraction to Hitler Youth types, I—”
“You bug—”
“C’mon Ray, he looks just like an Aryan recruitment poster.”
“He does at that.” Ray tried to stifle a snigger. He didn’t succeed.
“You came to your senses fast enough once you met tall, dark and handsome me.”
Doyle gripped Bodie’s knee briefly. “You forgot modest.”
“That too. Quality goods speak for themselves.”
“… So what is bothering you?”
“Is your Foley part of some idiotic scheme to make us think Cowley’s involved in this?”
“You don’t think he’s involved either?”
“Course not. Why would Cowley have bothered to tell us to look for the photographer if he was the one who hired him? It’s stupid, plain and simple. So either they don’t know Cowley wouldn’t just dismiss us without suggesting we find the photographer or—”
“Our path has been crossed by more than one older dignified gent with a limp.”
“Right fortune telling Gypsy Ray Lee you are!”
They drove in silence for a while, Ray amused by Bodie going around one roundabout twice in order to avoid losing White who was making a very bad job of tailing them.
“Maurice bloody Seaton!” Bodie thumped the driving wheel.
“What?”
“Your friend Foley got it wrong, heard it wrong. Maurice bloody Seaton!”
“Wasn’t he the man from the Ministry who kept droning on and on at the Embassy Ball about how we have to save England from declining moral standards?”
“One and the same. While you were talking to Denton he asked me if I’d dance with his wife—”
“I thought you’d suddenly developed a taste for much older women—”
“I prefer much older men—”
“Watch it!”
“Point is Ray, he wanted me to dance with her because he was shot in the leg at Normandy and he walks with a limp to this day.”
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Date: 2008-05-23 04:45 am (UTC)*Scrolls through LJ* Oi, where's me breakfast smut! *pouts*
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Date: 2008-05-23 05:27 pm (UTC)Good afternoon! It has taken me this long to get back over here.
Thank you! The plot has been hammering along here so I thought it might be time for a few more clues.
Breakfast smut is now courtesy of my mate Halo rather than my mate Mikey. We're an obliging crew... *eg*
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Date: 2008-05-23 04:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-23 05:30 pm (UTC)Thank you! I love "banter lads" so I had to take a stab at it. I'm glad it worked for you. :D As we've only got 8 days left I thought it might be time for a little more plot.
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Date: 2008-05-23 05:47 am (UTC)Love the way the plot is twisting and turning.
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Date: 2008-05-23 05:31 pm (UTC)I just couldn't see how it could be Cowley as he was the one who told them to find the photographer in the first place. Thanks for commenting! :D
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Date: 2008-05-23 10:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-23 10:31 pm (UTC)You're welcome... but do we really want to set them straight? *whistles* *eg*
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Date: 2008-05-24 04:12 pm (UTC)Yes! Much twisty-ness! And if no one else is going to claim, then I shall do so...
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Date: 2008-05-24 04:16 pm (UTC)Only seven days to go... I think it does need picking up again fast! *sits back to wait*
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Date: 2008-05-24 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-24 11:01 pm (UTC)Thank you! :D
BSL has picked up the thread again so there's no telling where we're heading next... well, beyond Bagley road that is!
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Date: 2008-05-25 02:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-25 02:26 am (UTC)Thank you very much! :D