“The stupid bastard’s a practised liar,” Sowerbutt said quietly. “We either kill him or not,” Their faces expressionless, One-Line and Tipper waited for the guv’s orders.
Sowerbutt shook his head. “I am probably going soft, but it is just not worth the trouble of disposing of his body. I don’t like taking risks, but this one isn’t worth a light. Even if he did it, I want the organ-grinder, not the monkey.”
Returning his revolver to its holster, he kept his eyes on the haggard Spaniard’s face. Releasing his hand from around his throat, Sowerbutt drove another heavy blow into his stomach. His eyes wide open, the man slumped to the hard shop floor. amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
Sowerbutt shook his head. “I am probably going soft, but it is just not worth the trouble of disposing of his body. I don’t like taking risks, but this one isn’t worth a light. Even if he did it, I want the organ-grinder, not the monkey.”
Returning his revolver to its holster, he kept his eyes on the haggard Spaniard’s face. Releasing his hand from around his throat, Sowerbutt drove another heavy blow into his stomach. His eyes wide open, the man slumped to the hard shop floor. amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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