Nero
sipped his beer. “What’s this bloke bringing you diamonds for?” Bozo shook his head: “Silly bastard, he bloke falls for one of the girls in a
Lambeth brothel that we look after and sets her up in a flat. Buys her furs and jewellery and needs a lot of
hard earned to pay for it all. We lent him some at a reasonable rate and he
needs to pay us back."
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