Jem…Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Early evening in the back corner of the Jackson Pub in Harpers Point. Two darkly dressed men in hoodies under leather jackets and sunglasses sat together nursing a bottle of Sauza Gold and watching the two McWhitter brothers sitting together at the bar reeking of fish and drowning their sorrows.

“So?”

“So what?”

“Mikey’s got some new friends.”

“Those fucking losers? C’mon.”

“No exactly those fucking losers they’re cranked all to shit and they don’t exactly look like they’re the sharpest knives in the drawer.”

“And…your point…”