Sowerbutt's Mail

The robbery had gone smoothly so far, he had nothing to worry about, Sowerbutt told himself. Two mail bags were stashed in the car boot and one on the back seat, covered with an old blanket. He was ready to speed off as soon as Sally and her friend returned at the agreed time. The lads would head back in the Chevy truck painted in the livery of a non-existent transport company and the Austin builder’s van. The plan was to drop some canvas over the truck’s side on the way back to the Smoke; the builder’s van had been smothered in mud and sand to obscure any names.

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