Sowerbutt's Fight

Inside the Tavern, fists were flying, a couple of chairs had been broken and several bodies were sprawled across the floor.
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Sowerbutt's Bodies

Outside in Whitechapel Road, Missionary and the Sheriffs, coshes at the ready, were dealing with the bodies flying out the doors. 
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Sowerbutt's Friend

Wearing her tweed two-piece with an A-line skirt, Rosetta knew the eyes of the guests were watching as she crossed the lounge at The Grand in Clacton.
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Sowerbutt's Grenade

"A smoke grenade through the window and we can deal with the dockers as they run out.”

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Sowerbutt's Chair

Hauling on the ropes, the lads lifted Shapiro on his chair up to the beam where he kicked and grunted, red-faced.
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Sowerbutt's Van

The docker turned beetroot-red, vomited and collapsed to his knees. Outside, the man lying on the street was dragged into the van which sped off, its rear doors flapping open.
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Sowerbutt's Rescue

Tied to a pillar on one side was Lee Gerard, haggard, bruised, bloody but smiling as he saw his rescuers. 
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Sowerbutt's Shotgun

The blast of the shotgun, in the hands of a docker standing guard behind the doors, missed Sowerbutt and One-Line by inches.
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Sowerbutt's Lamppost

With one mighty swing, One-Line crashed the length of cast-iron lamppost into the doors of the lock-up, the timber shattering.
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Sowerbutt's Fight

"All right, lads,” Sowerbutt called. “We’re done here. No more Reds standing.” The crowd outside cheered as Sowerbutt and his lads headed out from the pub back to Poplar.
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Sowerbutt's Chain

Panda was enjoying himself, using his bike chain to topple his opponents and his cosh to beat them.
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Sowerbutt's Fist

As the docker sat down on the bench, Rosetta expertly stuck an elbow in his throat and rammed her fist between his legs.
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Sowerbutt's Hanging

Sowerbutt stabbed his flick-knife hard into a ledger that Shapiro’s hand was sneaking towards. “You are shipping goods to the Baltic for the Russkies who are friends with Jerry. That’s treason, dealing with the enemy. We are going to hang you high.”

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Sowerbutt's Mayhem

One-Line tore off the wooden railing from the steps to the delivery room where Spano was busy throwing a typewriter, chairs and ledgers through the shattered windows. Shelving, ripped off the walls, followed.
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Sowerbutt's Doll

One-Line grabbed the man with both hands and threw him out onto the street. The rag-doll landed on the bitumen with a sickening crunch. 
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Sowerbutt's Bruises

Shouts and breaking furniture could be heard and a minute or so later, Nero watched Lee Gerard, sporting bruises and a cut on his face, being hustled down the steps and thrown into the back of the van.
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Sowerbutt's Flick-Knife

Gasping for breath, the purple-faced man watched terrified as Rosetta pulled a Frosolone flick-knife from her handbag and held the blade near his eye.

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Sowerbutt's Fist

As the docker sat down on the bench seat, Rosetta stuck an elbow in his throat and rammed her fist between his legs. 
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Sowerbutt's Hanging

“You are shipping goods to the Baltic for the Russkies who are friends of Jerry. That’s treason, Shapiro, dealing with the enemy. We are going to hang you high.”
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Sowerbutt's Warning

“I’d be very careful about making false accusations, Shapiro. I might take offence, you don’t want to end up in the River or watch your warehouse burning down?"
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Sowerbutt's Guarantee

Sowerbutt's word is a copper-bottomed guarantee across the Smoke.

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Sowerbutt's Telephone

Sowerbutt pushed the telephone towards Shapiro. “Go-ahead, call the boys in blue. Looking forward to hearing you explain the restricted goods in your warehouse. That crate of shooters and the medical supplies are naughty.”

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Sowerbutt's Blood

Cocker's shirt had been ripped open and a long bloody line cut across his chest. 
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Sowerbutt's Rag-Doll

At the door, they were blocked by a large docker whom One-Line grabbed with both hands and threw onto the street. The docker aka rag-doll landed on the bitumen with a sickening crunch. 
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Sowerbutt's Enemy

The Austin Commercial van rammed into the kerb and came to a halt outside the terraces in Bow. Vershinin leapt from the passenger seat and raced up the steps. Five thickset men followed.
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Sowerbutt's Knife

Spaghetti grabbed the man’s expensive shirt and sliced it down the chest, pricking Shapiro’s ample stomach with his knife and drawing blood.

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