Once they were out of earshot Jack told his sons about the letter.
“So the kickin’ we gave him last time was not enough it seems Da’; I’ll make sure this time we do him over good and proper; he won’t bother wor Janice again after tonight.’
“You’s nearly killed him the last said Jim.’
“Aye but he hasn’t takin’ a tellin’ has he; well the bastard will when I get through with him Jack said.’
They got on the tram and headed straight to the club where George Barrett was last time.
They walked in through the door and showed their cards the doorman waved them in and they looked through the glass door in the lounge. Jim shook his head then they went up stairs. Looking around there was no sign of Barrett so they checked the toilets then came out.
“What aboot that pub along the road the “Fat Cow”
“No man it’s the “Dunn Cow”
“We’ll try there then said their father as their boots resonated off the concrete pathway.
They crossed over the road then went into the bar.
The landlord recognised them which weren’t good. “Hello been a while; what are you havin’
“Give us three pints of Theakstons.’
“If you’re lookin’ for your mate; he’s not here he lives in Spain these days; the lucky bugger drives around in a Bentley an Aa’l.’ Aye he’s done well for himself, has George Barrett.
“He’s a millionaire now you know.’
“Aye said George Villeverde; he told us that he was going into business for himself.”
“Well he buys and sells property in Spain now, he’s bought a couple of holiday resorts and he lets them out. “ Me and the wife spent a week in Benidorm last summer.
It was a crackin’ holiday; the food and the beer is so cheap out there you can live on next to nowt.”
“We will have to see George and get ourselves booked up then; the sly dog never told us about it.’
“You havin’ another lads; these ones are on the house. Any friend of George Barrett is a friend of mine.’