After Hours 2- the lock in
It's payback time for the two old fuckers, or is it?
A couple of weeks had passed since my after hours encounter with Tom and Colin, they’d pretty much behaved themselves since, not a word or look out of place. I was beginning to think I’d disappointed them. Friday night and it had been busy in the pub, the usual crowd winding down after a hard working week. Paul, the landlord, had done his usual disappearing act hours before, leaving me and Steve to work ourselves silly. S...