London Heist Page #3

You know that more than anybody.

Yeah, and he will.

But we've got to do it proper.

Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Look, I've gotta go.

I've got a meeting.

Might be of benefit to both of us.

All right?

- Go on, go.

- Yeah.

- I'll see ya for breakfast, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Full English?

- Yeah.

Well, well. If that sordid

little secret gets out,

it could really put a cat

amongst the pigeons.

Good work, Mason.

Aye, aye. Comin' in.

I never get tired of looking at that.

How lucky are we?

Look...

What f***ing life, eh?

What a country.

Should I stay, Ray?

When I look at all this...

It really makes you think about

starting a new life. A fresh start.

Getting away from all this sh*t,

getting away from

everything with Nicole.

It's always been her dream.

You know I'll do

everything I can to help.

Yeah, I know that.

Life, eh? It's funny.

You never know what the next day holds.

Yeah, tell me about it.

What will be, and all that.

You being here.

Everything that's happened.

I'm not with you.

Well, let's just say

something's come my way.

You know, something a bit special.

- How do you mean?

- A job.

Playing something

to set you up for life.

We've been workin' at it

forever, all right?

This one's the right time.

What are you saying to me, Ray?

I want you to have it.

You to do it.

This is a big one, you've been

waiting your life for.

I'm done with all that.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

Let me ask you a question.

If you start a new life out here...

How you gonna live?

Survive?

Can't stay with me forever.

You can't go home.

- And you'll always feel mad.

- And you're not listening to me.

I said I'm done with all of that.

The only thing on my mind now

is finding the men involved

in killing my dad.

- And we will.

- Yeah, we will.

And you mark my f***ing words,

I'm going to kill every last one.

I believe you.

Look, just think about it.

That's all I'm saying.

Anyway...

You need some, just a little bit?

To hold you over?

Yeah, wait and see how he

throws everything you ask him.

Yeah, no, you're there, son. Right.

We'll take the motor

down to the old town

and get some out for you then. Yeah?

Yeah.

You're gonna love this place.

Low profile.

No questions asked.

When you do get that big number,

this is the place for a bit of fallback.

Maria, could you give my

friend another brandy, please?

- Nightcap, dear?

- No, I've had enough.

- Sure?

- Yeah, I'm gonna have an early night.

Leave you two boys to chat.

Listen, we'll have one little drink

with me mate, and then I'll be up.

Okay. Don't be too long.

- Nite.

- Good night, my love.

Just you and me.

Listen, Ray...

I haven't had a chance to say to you

how much I appreciate

everything you've done for us.

Oh, you forget it.

Because I love you.

You're family to me.

Still, nice to know

I'm f***ing appreciated.

- No, but, I'm being serious.

- I know. I know.

Thanks.

Ah, thanks, Maria.

- Gracias.

- Cheers.

- Cheers, son, for the offer.

- All the best.

Listen, on a more serious subject,

have you had a chance to think

about that little chat we had?

Do me a favor, yeah?

Put yourself in my position

for five minutes.

Oh, I have. That's why we're

having this little chat.

That job needs done

and it needs done now.

And you're the man to do it.

Sam.

Jack, I found out where Holly is.

Where?

She's working in a club

over there down by the pool.

- I'll text you the name of it.

- Thanks.

Ray, I need a favor.

Can I borrow your motor?

Yeah, of course you can.

The keys are in it.

- You all right?

- I'll see you later.

Sam.

Jack, I found out

something about your old man

and what he was doing out there.

That girl on his phone,

her name is Holly Harris.

It's Freddy Harris' granddaughter.

Freddy Harris?

He was one of Ray's and my

old man's closest pals.

They used to run

Southeast London together.

Him and his boy, Marc, were

murdered about five year ago,

and no one ever found out who done 'em.

So Ray must know who she is.

The name of the club I sent ya,

that's where she used

to meet your old man.

Cheers. Listen, I'll call

you as soon as I can.

Enjoy.

Hi, my name is Rachael, can I help you?

- Yeah. I need a word.

- What can I get you?

I'm looking for a British girl.

Her name's Holly Harris

and I was told that she worked here.

Last couple of weeks we have been

seeing her a lot with this man.

Why don't you find

a seat and relax. Okay?

- Hi, guys, what can I get you?

- Two small vodkas, please.

Listen, look, you tell me what I

need to know and that's yours.

Okay, yes, I know her, and she's

in here all the time. So what?

- Don't walk away from me.

- This area is out of bounds.

I'm calling security right this second.

Don't you come near me.

You dare touch me...

Rachael, please.

- I really need to find her.

- Why?

I need her help.

I need to talk to her.

The man in that picture

was my dad and he was murdered.

Look, she's a close friend of mine

and I don't want her

getting into any trouble.

She won't get into any

trouble, I promise.

I just really need to talk to her.

Look, take my number and call

me if she comes back in here.

I won't have to.

She's in here now.

Champagne bar, red dress.

Can't miss her.

Thanks.

Oi!

Hi, this is Holly.

Please leave a message.

Holly, please don't run.

Just call me back on this

number, it's really important.

I just need to talk to ya.

Yeah, all right. All right.

I did know Holly.

She's been out here a couple of times.

She put it on me for some help.

She needed work.

I got her a little job at the club.

So why the f*** didn't you say so?

Because I didn't want

this getting out of hand.

Ray, she knows something.

She took one look at me and bolted.

Well, from what you just

told me a lot of people did.

And you're meant to be

keeping a low profile.

Her granddad was Freddy Harris,

one of your best pals.

Him and his boy, Marc, were murdered.

Now I'm asking you,

man-to-man, as a mate.

Is that what all of this is about?

He was a slag sniffhead.

He'd have turned on a sixpence.

And his boy was just the f***ing same.

Now who killed him is anyone's guess,

but I tell you this...

They made a lot of f***ing enemies.

Then we found out the boy

left the door open for Holly

and me and Alfie looked after her.

For what?

'Cause it's the right thing to do.

That's the kind of geezer

your old man was.

He paid for everything.

School, the lot.

He was just looking out

for her, that's all.

Why on earth didn't you tell me

all this when I first got here?

Ray, I just want to know

why they keep calling each other

all the time. That's all.

You know what?

You make me f***ing laugh.

You just do not listen!

You're meant to be keeping

a low profile. What are you doing?

You're running around here,

making yourself f***ing busy!

You know something?

You're right.

I'm out of order and I'm sorry.

Holly!

Jack, I'm sorry about running,

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