“Everything is taken care of. We got our man.”“You mean it’s over?” she tried to smile.“Almost.” He said.Kay looked at him confused. “...lmost?”“Yes, we confiscated the drugs. We got the name of the guy who put the hit out on you. The guy we captured is being held without bail. Now we are going after the big boss.”“Who is the big boss?”“Carlo. Ever heard Sonny talk about him?”Kay thought, but she never heard the name before.“Sorry I never heard of him. The only friend of Sonny’s that I met was. The wound was still too raw for her to return to London and try to pick up her life, sans Jim.She didn't bolt from the house though. Instead, she stood in the middle of the front room, her face in her hands as she soaked up the misery until it spilled over and she sobbed in wracking heaves.Jim being taken from her so violently was not how it was supposed to be. Being a victim in a road traffic accident was not part of the plan. He was standing in a queue for a bus when the drunk driver mowed. That's when Mrs. Coyle spoke up saying okay boysthat's enough of that.What if it was one of you instead of Ricky? Now I don't wantto hear anyof you picking on him. The next boy I hear picking on or making funofRicky, because he has to play a girls part and wear a dress. I willmakesure that boy will be one of the Munchkin Ballerina's, wearing a cutelittlepink tights and an adorable real short little pink tutu, with cutebows in hishair. All the boys shut up real quick after that.What Rick forgot. But that was impossible! ‘Robbie, can you play?’ Oh good Jesus…I pinched myself hard…it hurt. The voice, sounding like a young boy, was coming from my closet. This was insane. A scratching sound on the door, then… ‘C’mon Robbie…’ ‘Won’t you playwith me?’ ‘Robbie?’ Holy Fucking Shit… Lying still as I could, not daring a breath, I pinched myself again and it hurt again. I was awake…awake, not dreaming. Suddenly, I had to pee. ‘Hey Robbie, it’s dark in here…’ Terror squeezed my bowels. I.