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    The Crown Rests – 4

    At this comment they both burst out laughing and at that moment Shane walked in and she said “It’s fixed, we need to be at Pentonville at 3:30.”

    Their food arrived which they all thoroughly enjoyed over light conversation.  Bette and Shane regaled Tina with stories from their past exploits which at times had her laughing with tears running down her cheeks.

    Bette paid the bill and they stepped outside to a waiting unmarked police car.  “The privilege of rank” smirked Shane.

    The car drove them swiftly to the oppressive Victorian prison in North London.  Shane showed her warrant card and they were admitted through the various sets of security and eventually ended up in a secure conference room, the whole place smelt of stale smoke, body odour, urine and the unmistakable stench of desperate men.  After a few minutes Peter Carey was led in handcuffed between two prison guards.

    “Allo Chief Inspector, I didn’t expect you to come sniffing round so soon, good afternoon Ms Porter it’s always a pleasure especially when you’re not billing me for your time and I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of this lovely young lady.”

    “This is Ms Kennard, if we decide there is merit to your case she will be the junior barrister working on your defence team Mr Carey.”

    “Look at me banged up in here and I can still get good looking ***** to work for me!”

    Shane slammed her hand down on the table scarred with cigarette burns “You need to watch that mouth of yours Carey.”

    “It’s ok Chief Inspector, Ms Kennard and I are women of the world and I expect Mr Carey is rather frustrated being locked up here.  Isn’t that so Mr Carey?”

    “Yes, Miss Porter please forgive my vulgarity and you too Miss Kennard.”

    Bette sat down opposite him and said “Now Peter, do you mind if I call you Peter?  I believe you have something to tell me which for the moment is all off the record so you can speak freely in front of the DCI.”  And with that Peter began to talk, it was an hour later when he finished his story.

    “Thank you Peter, I’m going to go away and verify some of the points raised in your statement.  If I find them to be true I would be minded to represent you. I will speak with your solicitor regarding your case sometime next week.”  With that she stood up, “Well ladies I think that’s it for now.” They were led out to the waiting police car.  

    “Do you want dropping off at Chambers?” asked Shane.

    “I was wondering if you two fancied coming back to my place for a beer and a swim.  I could certainly do with a drink and I need to get the stench of the prison off me.”

    “I’m up for that.” said Shane, “What about you Tina?” 

    “Why not?  It’s too late to go back to work and in any case they’re not expecting us”

    Fifteen minutes later they had pulled up outside Bette’s house in Abbeville Road. Bette deactivated the computerised security devices via her mobile phone and led them through the spacious house to the back garden and the pool.

    She said “Shane you know where everything is, would you mind showing Tina?  I’m just getting some beers.”

    “No problem Bette, this way Tina.”   

    When Bette came on to the deck area she nearly dropped her tray of drinks “*****!” she mumbled to herself “*****, I’m in so much trouble!”

     

     

    TBC

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    Comments

    1. it is wonderful how you are bringing all of the gang into your delightful story. Albeez..I am visualizing Tina in a very small bathing suit…is that why Bette is ready to drop her tray..Essex, please give us more.

    2. Love the story, I enjoy the way you have incorporated, the shady underworld of London. Poor Bette has nearly had a heart attack, she has seen Tina in her bikini, keep up the great story, please post your next chapter soon.

    3. well fuck – if bettes in trouble dayum girl so are the rest of us.love how youve incorporated everybody in here. love your writing style. its visually clear for me. i can see our girls doing just what you have them doing. them working together, hmmm. this will be fun. thanks.

    4. I wonder does this Shane bother with a swim suit? Of course Bette is in trouble… was there ever any question about that. ;) I can’t wait for your description of Tina in her swim suit though… and please don’t forget to do the same for Bette. Your story has a bit of everything in it for us; A little intrigue, a mixture of social class and education, obnoxious men and wonderful London.

    5. Hey that was so great I really like to see Bette and Helena showdown to Debate each other OMG! I’ll know Helena she is gonna lost but if Helena have a power of Money LOL! I’m just have to see the next chapter I’m Loven it Thanks for update Please continue post soon!!

    6. When Tina said the worst answer is a ‘no’, I was reminded of the 6th episode of . But luckily Tina’s answer is ‘yes’.Being a lawyer is a good reason why Bette doesn’t open up easily.

    7. Ok..so…when I get to England, if I do something illegal, do you think I could get Bette and Tina to represent me?? I mean, it’s a thought…right? This story makes me smile…thanks.

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