Jimmy's Game (Ruthless)

by Karen Clow

  An hour later they were still talking about love, marriage and children, when the front door opened. “Delivery boy,” called Mickey. “Hello, thanks for getting the shopping,” said Maria. “No problem babe, but I hope the delivery boy gets a cup of tea?” “Absolutely, I’ll put the kettle on.”

  The first thing the two men talked about was Charlie. Jimmy wasn’t surprised when Mickey said, “I managed to get her on a flight to America; she’s going to stay with my sister Fay, just until things blow over with Nick.” “I’d like to blow his fucking head off, still I’m glad Charlie’s safe.” “Yeah she’s arrived ok, I’ve spoken to her this morning, but she was tired, probably suffering the effects of jet-lag.” “If I know her she won’t mind a few days off school and a holiday in the states.” “No you’re right she couldn’t wait to get on the plane. So where’s this notebook then?” Jimmy passed him Maria’s notepad. Browsing through it he said, “Interesting reading, I notice the name Quinton keeps appearing; could that be our old friend Quinton Randal-Scott?” “My very thought, not exactly a common name is it?” “Perhaps I should have a little chat with the Right Honourable Quinton Randal-Scott? Personally I can’t stand the creepy old bastard!” “I don’t know him, but I think all judges are creepy bastards!” They laughed. Jimmy continued, “Any news on the safety deposit box?” “Actually I have an appointment this very afternoon with my old friend Raymond Murray, aka the bank manager. There was a number engraved on the key, I’m hoping it’s the deposit box number.” Maria interrupted and said, “What would you two like for lunch?” “Anything babe, I’m not fussy,” said Jimmy. “Same with me babe, anything will be just fine.” Waiting until she was out of earshot, Mickey quietly said, “How are things going with her?” He grinned when his friend replied with a smirk, “Great as it happens, she’s certainly brought out the best in me. Just one thing bothers me though.” “What’s that mate?” “She says she’s in love with me.” “Nothing wrong with that, Monica says it all the time.” “I know Mick, it’s just after what she’s been through I can’t help but doubt her.” “That’s only natural Jimmy, you’re bound to be a bit wary; just play it by ear.” “Only one problem, I haven’t told her but I feel the same way about her. I can’t get enough of her, I can’t imagine being without her now.” “Fuck me Jimmy, you have got it bad and there was me thinking I was the soft romantic one! Still it’s about time, it’s a bit ironic really; the one girl you fall in love with comes with a fucking government health warning!” The two friends were still laughing when she called from the kitchen, “Lunch is ready.”

  They chatted as they ate. “How’s Monica?” asked Jimmy with a grin. “Yeah fine thanks, she sends her regards.” “Oh she’s still got the strength to speak then?” said Jimmy sarcastically. Looking a trifle embarrassed in front of Maria and knowing exactly what his friend was implying, jokingly Mickey replied, “Oh yes she still has the power of speech, I’m just not sure if she’ll be able to sit down without the aid of a cushion for a few days!” They couldn’t contain their laughter, even Maria.

  Complimenting her on the lunch, Mickey said, “If things had been different you would have made a great cook Maria.” “I love cooking, I’ve always dreamed about having my own restaurant, not that I ever thought it would happen, but it was a lovely dream.” “Never give up on your dreams babe; that’s our motto isn’t it Jimmy? We never thought we would own clubs and restaurants, but we do.” “I can’t see it happening for me, but I hope you’re right.” Glancing at his watch he said, “I’ll have to leave now for my appointment at the bank.” “Good luck, how long do you think you’ll be?” asked Jimmy. “Not sure, but I don’t think it will be longer than an hour. I’ll see you soon.” A few minutes later he’d left.

  “What do you think he’ll find?” asked Maria. “No idea babe, but whatever it is, Maurice was prepared to die for it.” “Is there anything you want me to do now?” “No, why do you ask?” “Would you mind if I went to lay down for a while; I feel so tired?” “It’s all that shagging, it’s worn you out babe. You should try and get a couple of hour’s kip, because we’ll be doing it all again tonight!” Despite her obvious happiness she looked sad as she replied, “That’ll be wonderful.” Sensing that she wanted to add something and not being someone who beats around the bush, he said, “Don’t look so worried, we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” Too embarrassed to look at him, she hung her head slightly and replied, “I really enjoyed it, but that thing you did, you don’t have to do that again if you don’t want to.” Frowning from curiosity he said, “You mean oral sex?” Blushing profoundly she nodded her head. “If you didn’t enjoy it babe, we don’t have to do it.” “Oh no it was wonderful, I’ve watched Nick do it to other women, but it was the first time for me.” “Good then that’s sorted, I’m glad you enjoyed it because I’m one of those blokes who likes doing it.” Still she stood there; obviously there was something else on her mind. Pulling her to him, he said, “Is there something bothering you babe?” Snuggling her head into his chest she replied, “Do you think I’m stupid?” Kissing her neck he said, “Of course not and you don’t need to be embarrassed because you’ve not done something, like I said before, with the right person it can be wonderful; I just want you to enjoy it.” Then he joked and said, “If the way you were screaming was anything to go by, I would say you did!” Now totally embarrassed she replied, “That was also the first time for me. I’d never had one before and then when it happened again when you made love to me I still wasn’t sure what it was. Now you know how stupid I am. Some of the girls at the convent used to say about things happening if you had sex, but we didn’t really know what it was.” Lifting her chin with his hand, he kissed her then said, “Well you’ll be having lots of them from now on, actually I’m feeling quite horny with all this talk. I might just have to come to bed with you now, or maybe we’ll just do it here?” Pulling her closer, he kissed and fondled her, within minutes they were almost naked, but she felt uneasy knowing that Mickey could walk in on them at any given moment. Jimmy could sense that she was nervous, especially when she said, “What about Mickey, he didn’t think he would be very long?” Standing up and holding out his hand to help her up, he grinned and said, “We best get to bed then!” They made love for over an hour. Afterwards she fell asleep snuggled up to his chest. Carefully he moved off the bed without waking her, leaving her sound asleep after their afternoon lovemaking, quietly he returned to the lounge.

  Mickey was gone for nearly two hours; Jimmy was beginning to worry when he heard the front door lock turn. Moments later Mickey appeared in the lounge. “Fuck me mate where have you been? I was getting worried, thought you’d been mugged or something.” “Patience Jimmy, patience, these things take time, I had to convince Raymond that what I was doing was legal.” “And was it?” “Course not, but everyone trusts a solicitor!” “Dishonest bunch of bastards, present company excluded of course!” They both laughed.

  Mickey placed a small box on the coffee table and said, “Let’s see what Maurice thought was so important.” “Haven’t you looked then?” “Didn’t want to risk it, Ray was hanging around.” When Mickey removed the lid; they could see a large stack of photographs, all of young boys and girls being sexually abused by men. Looking through them they found a photo of Nick standing astride a young girl urinating on her. Several more photos were of the QC Quinton Randal-Scott, sexually abusing young boys. Mickey recognised several familiar faces from the legal world. Also in the box were handwritten receipts to Father O’Brien and Uri Karpov. However, the most interesting deposits were four DVDs, Jimmy loaded one into the DVD player; the images that came up on the screen were sickening. The first one was of the QC Quinton abusing a young boy. The boy was obviously begging for mercy, despite not speaking English possibly Russian. The QC was dressed only in his robe and his judge’s wig as he abused him, whipping the terrified boy with a riding crop before buggering him.

  They didn’t hear Maria come into th
e room, until she said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep that long. Shall I make some tea?” Then she glanced at the TV and a look of sheer horror appeared on her face. “Oh my God,” she exclaimed, “That’s horrendous!” They could both see she was trying hard not to cry. “Perhaps you had better go and make the tea babe,” said Jimmy” She nodded. The next recording on the disc was of Nick and two other men. A young girl was being subjected to vile sexual acts by them; her hands were tied behind her back as they repeatedly raped and beat her while they drank vodka and snorted coke. They watched two more recordings, both of different men abusing young boys and girls. They had just started another recording, when Maria came back in with the tea. Fumbling with the remote, Jimmy pressed the stop button, but it was too late, she had recognised the young girl on the screen; it was her friend Melanie. With the colour draining from her face and tears streaming down her cheeks she said, “Leave it on Jimmy, I want to know what happened to her, its Melanie.” “Are you sure babe, there’s some pretty sick stuff on these,” said Mickey. “Yes I’m sure, she was my best friend.” Jimmy pressed play as she sat on the arm of his chair, gripping tightly to his hand. Nick was beating Melanie and shouting at her that she was not a virgin, but a dirty worthless whore. Her beautiful blue eyes were swollen and bruised, around her neck; she wore a leather studded collar attached to a leash which Nick was holding in his hand. As the camera panned around the room, another man was sitting in a chair. Nick dragged the screaming girl across the room by the leash and then he ordered her to get on her knees and suck the other man’s cock. Terrified she did as he ordered. Nick stood above her, pushing her head down harder, she was gagging and choking as he talked to his perverted accomplice. They clearly heard him say, “What do you think Uri, she’s no fucking virgin, no fucking innocent Catholic girl!” The man replied, “She’s just another cheap whore,” was the Russian Uri Karpov. When they had finished they dragged her to a bed and tied her to it, then took turns raping and beating her again, stopping only to snort coke and drink vodka. Nick beat her whilst sitting astride her and ordering her to call him sir. She was too weak to resist as he pushed a pillow onto her face, when he finally removed it, she was dead. The two men laughed as Nick said “she’s just another fucking whore who won’t be missed.” Maria rushed into the bathroom and vomited. Jimmy stood outside the bathroom door; he could hear her sobbing.

  When she emerged he was there to hug her. Taking her back to the lounge, he looked at Mickey and said, “Probably be a good idea to watch the rest at your place.” Mickey nodded and replied, “I’ll record a couple of copies, along with some copies of the photos.” Then looking at her he said, “Are you alright babe?” Although crying and trembling she nodded her head. “Shall I make us all a drink?” “Yeah Mick, make it something a bit stronger than tea; she looks like she could do with one.” Jimmy took the glass of scotch from Mickey and passed it to her as he sat down next to her on the sofa. The moment she sipped it she coughed and grimaced, before handing it back to him. Then she looked at Mickey and said, “Will that disc be enough to send Nick to prison?” “Possibly babe, trouble is people like Nick can afford to hire the best barristers, so it’s unlikely the disc alone will be enough, it would only prove he had sex with a minor. The fact that she was dead at the time would be hard to prove; he could simply say she was unconscious.” “I want him to pay for what he did to Melanie.” “Oh rest assured babe he’s going to, as the saying goes, there’s more than one way to skin a cat.” “I hope so.” In an effort to change the subject he said, “So what culinary delights are you doing for dinner?” “Fish, if that’s ok with you?” “I love fish, don’t tell me anymore just surprise me.” “Ok, I’ll go and start it now,” she said with a sad look. Just as she stood up to leave Jimmy pulled her down onto his lap and hugging her said, “Remember to cook plenty; I need to keep my strength up.” Blushing she knew he was referring to them having sex again.

  With her in the kitchen preparing the meal the two men continued to talk. Also in the deposit box was a wad of money. Mickey counted it; there was over three hundred grand. They decided it would be best if he put it in his safe for the time being, along with the other items. Although they would need to tell Tony what they had found, he suggested waiting a few days.

  Mickey had just finished packing away the contents, when Maria came in and said “Dinner’s ready.” They both noticed how quiet she was throughout the meal, even though the two men complemented her several times on the dish.

  An hour later Mickey said, “I’m going to push off now. Thank you for a wonderful dinner Maria.” “You’re welcome.” Jimmy interrupted and said, “Will you be okay carrying Maurice’s valuables?” “Yeah no one knows I have them, I’ll be fine.” “Give us a bell later Mickey, let us know you’re ok.” “Sure thing, catch you both later.”

  Alone in the apartment they sat together on the sofa, Jimmy said, “I’m really sorry about your friend Melanie babe.” “Nick used to do the same things to me, putting a pillow over my head was one of his favourites.” “Can I ask you something babe?” “Yes.” “Did he ever make you do things with other men?” “No he never let anyone else touch me, I don’t understand why, especially having seen that disc.” “That’s because he thought he owned you, he only wanted you for himself; he’s a sick, twisted fucker who deserves a bullet to the head!” Tears were streaming down her face as she replied, “What’s going to happen to us Jimmy?” Kissing her cheek and holding her tight he replied, “We’re going to be just fine babe; you just wait and see.” “I want to believe you, but I know Nick; he will kill me if he cannot have me.” “Then we’ll just have to kill him first, won’t we?” “He will never let us be together Jimmy, he’s evil.” “But we are together babe and we’ll stay together, I promise.”

  Later as arranged, Mickey phoned and said, “Everything is safely put away. I’ve looked at the court lists for tomorrow and it just so happens our friend Quinton the QC, is not in court until the afternoon. I thought we could take our snapshots round to show him in the morning, shall I pick you up about ten?” “Sounds good to me; I’ll get Gladys to come early to stay with Maria.” “See you at ten then.” Mickey hung up. They talked about Nick and Melanie until they went to bed, where they spent several hours making love. The remainder of the night was spent just holding each other. It was the early hours of the morning before she eventually fell asleep.

  CHAPTER 19

  It was just before quarter to ten when Gladys arrived. “Morning Gladys,” said Jimmy, “thanks for coming round early. I’ve got to go out this morning and I didn’t want to leave her by herself.” “My pleasure love, I enjoy our chats.” Maria entered the hallway and said, “Hello Gladys. I think that’s Mickey’s car horn Jimmy.” “See you later girls, behave yourselves don’t get up to anything while we’re gone!” “Cheeky devil,” said Gladys as he left.

  They drove for thirty minutes before turning off the road onto a private estate, which led them up a long narrow driveway to a manor house.

  Walking from the car to the manor house door, Mickey said, “Let me do the talking Jimmy,” as he rang the doorbell. A maid answered, Mickey smiled and said, “Good morning, would it be possible to speak to Quinton please?” “I’m sorry sir; Mr Randal-Scott is taking a swim and does not want to be disturbed.” From the doorway they heard the QCs wife call out to the maid, “Who is it Louise?” Before she could answer, Mickey poked his head round the door and said, “It’s me Cynthia, Michael Mann, we met last year at Hugo’s retirement party, remember?” Recognising him, she replied, “Oh yes do come in Michael.” Totally the professional he replied, “Thank you Cynthia, allow me to introduce you to my colleague, James Dixon.” Jimmy shook hands with her as Mickey continued, “I must apologise for any inconvenience, I should have phoned first.” She smiled a false smile and replied, “Yes you should have Michael, but now you’re here I expect Quincy will see you. Wait there, I won’t keep you a minute.”

  She disappeared for a f
ew moments before returning and taking them into the drawing room. “There you are take a seat, Quincy will be along any moment. Now can I offer you gentlemen any refreshments?” “No we’re fine thank you Cynthia.” “Can I assume you’ve come to speak with Quincy on a legal matter?” “Yes you can Cynthia, after all he is the best,” said Mickey patronisingly trying to flatter her. “Well I would have to agree with you there Michael, he’s got such a legal brain; I doubt there’s anything about the law he doesn’t know.” “I’m sure you’re right Cynthia.”

  Quinton entered the room, his hair still wet from his swim. “What are you right about dear?” he asked. “I was just telling young Michael and his colleague James, there’s nothing about the law you don’t know.” “Really dear I’m sure even I don’t know everything,” he replied to his wife before turning to Mickey and saying, “Now how can I help you Michael?” “It’s a bit sensitive Quinton; my colleague here is working on a very sensitive case and he asked for my advice. Naturally, when I read the file I said there’s only one man who can give you the best advice concerning such a dreadful case and that man is you Quinton.” His wife interrupted, “There you are Quincy didn’t I just say that?” “You did dear, now if you wouldn’t mind leaving us alone?” “Oh of course dear, if you need anything just call.” “Thank you dear.” Finally she left the room.