Mickey's Way

by Karen Clow

  “Make a copy Len, we might need it. Only it looks like our friend Sheridan may walk on the murder charge. I’ll talk to you about it when I get the chance.”

  Lenny had just said, “Ok,” when Mickey said, “About time George, I thought they were baking the fucking cake! Stick the tray down on the table; I’ll be right with you.”

  It was his way of telling Lenny that George was back in the room.

  “So before I go Len, any idea when this game will happen?”

  Lenny knew he was referring to the kidnapping.

  “Yeah, it’s Monday next week as far as I know, at the moment it’s just the two lads who are organising it, with any luck we can get Bill and his mates to be there.”

  He was referring to the Old Bill so they could catch them in the act.

  “Yeah that sounds good Lenny; I’ll let you know if I can make it.”

  As he sat back down, he looked at his dad.

  “Lenny reckons there could be a poker game in a couple of weeks Dad, just a friendly. I thought we might be interested, he’s finding out the details then he’ll get back to me.”

  “Don’t forget we’re going to have a few games one night” said George “who knows, if I get as good as Den, maybe I’ll get an invite to that game?”

  “Don’t panic George; I’ll see to it personally that you get an invitation.”

  It was just before eleven when the ladies joined them in the lounge.

  The weekend seemed to fly by. Shaun took the opportunity to go home on Saturday as George was there. Mickey treated everyone to Sunday lunch at the pub after spending the morning in Ashford. Shaun returned just as George and his family were leaving around six o’clock that evening. Within ten minutes of George pulling away, Mickey was on the phone to Lenny, he knew they would have to move quickly regarding the information about the kidnapping. Lenny’s answerphone at his office kicked in, so he tried his mobile, which also went straight to voice mail. He left him a message to call him back adding that it was urgent.

  Less than ten minutes later, Mickey’s phone rang. Lenny asked what was so important. Mickey wanted to know if he’d made the copies of the conversation he’d told him about.

  “Course I have Mickey, why?”

  “Sorry to ask you to do this Lenny, but is there any chance of you dropping it round to Monica’s in a minute? Only they’re on their way back to London now and I’d like it to be on the door mat when they arrive.”

  “No problems Mickey, I’m just going to a job over their way. I’ll have it there in twenty minutes, anything else?”

  “Actually mate, there is, do you think you could call him again and tell him to wait until they actually snatch the kid.”

  “Fuck me anything else?” laughed Lenny “are you sure you don’t want me to drive over there in the morning and take him to the girl’s house?”

  “No that’s all right sarky bollocks, just the call will do! I’ll see you alright for this Lenny.”

  “I know that, you can have me delivery services for free, it’ll be worth the drive to see fucking Sheridan get what’s coming to him. Before I go there’s something else, Davy has been talking to the pair that are doing the job. They’ve gone over all the details. I’ve been checking them both out and I reckon if that George plays his cards right, they’ll roll on Davy. I can’t see either one of them taking the fall for Davy. Now I’d best be getting me skates on if I’m going to get there before George. Just my fucking luck they’ll pull up as I’m dropping it through the fucking letter box!”

  “Cheers for this Lenny, I’ll speak to you later.”

  Georgie had fallen asleep during the drive back. As they pulled up at their house, Monica asked George to carry him into the house. It was when she opened the front door; she noticed a brown envelope lying on the mat. Pointing to it as George entered carrying their son, they both had the feeling that it was another tip off. It was the same type of envelope as before and there was no stamp. Asking her to pick it up by the corner, he took Georgie through to the lounge and laid him on the sofa. Then he told Harry to take Scooby out into the garden and throw the ball for him as he’d been in the car for an hour.

  Once they were alone, he carefully opened the envelope. Just like before a CD dropped out. They listened to what was being said; he immediately recognised Davy’s voice before he was referred to as Mr Sheridan. He was just about to call Jeff Black when his mobile rang. It was Lenny; he used a voice muffler again. Confirming it was George, he told him to listen carefully and write what he said down. Lenny gave him all the details of the kidnapping, but told him to wait until they’d got the kid. That should be enough to put Sheridan away; he needed money to pay off his debts. Then Lenny hung up.

  “I know Mickey is behind this,” said George to Monica.

  “You’re probably right, but he’ll never admit it so just be grateful. As the saying goes, don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Best get your arse in gear if you’re going to call Jeff and meet him at the station.”

  He kissed her as he picked up his phone.

  George didn’t return from the station until ten that night. Monica was keen to find out what Jeff had said.

  “Well,” said George “because the other tip had been genuine; Jeff is taking this new one very seriously. The only part he has a problem with is waiting for it to happen, because it’s his duty to prevent it. However, I managed to convince him that if the girl’s family were tipped off, we would never have another chance and another kid may be at risk. I convinced him by assuring him that if we caught them red handed; I would get them to give up Davy.”

  “That’s great George, knowing Jeff as well as we do, I wasn’t sure he’d go for it.”

  “Me neither, but despite his reluctance he finally come round. He did say that if need be we could say we didn’t receive the tip off until that morning.”

  Like George, Jeff was one of the good guys. He normally did everything by the book, but even he knew that sometimes you have to go with your instincts and bend the rules, especially when it involves someone like Sheridan. Jeff knew someone from the station was responsible for Danny’s death. Maybe if Sheridan went down, it would help him to clean up his own house and find the dirty cops. Monica knew that Mickey was behind it. Maybe somewhere in the distant future she would mention it, but until then she would let sleeping dogs lay. Regardless of how George got the tip, like everyone else she would be happy to see Davy go down.

  CHAPTER 71

  Davy had given Matt the evening off. It was just after half eight when he dialled a number and arranged with the man on the phone to send him round a rent boy. Less than thirty minutes later he opened the door to a young boy of about sixteen. The boy was of slight build, with blond hair with blue eyes. A black Audi which was being driven by a large bald man in his fifties pulled away from the drive once the boy went inside. The driver lifted his hand to acknowledge Davy.

  Taking a good look at the boy, Davy noticed he had a split lip. As they sat in the lounge, Davy asked how many men he’d slept with.

  Looking terrified the boy replied “None.”

  Hearing his accent was eastern European, Davy asked where he was from.

  “The Ukraine, I am here only two days.”

  “What is your name boy and how old are you?”

  “My name is Sergei, I sixteen, you don’t hurt me please.”

  “I won’t hurt you as long as you please me. If you’re telling me the truth and you are a virgin, I may buy you so you can live here with me, would you like that?”

  The boy nodded. Since arriving in England, he had spoken to other boys who had been sent by their families to work in what they believed to be factories. Some of them had not spoken to their families for months; they had been locked in a house under guard. The man who brought him in the car was known as Ivan; he would beat the kids and do bad things to them. The other boys told Sergei to do whatever Ivan or other men asked of him or he would get trouble. He had already had trouble wh
en he arrived and told Ivan he didn’t want to stay there. That was how he came to have the split lip.

  “Will I ever see parents again” he asked Davy looking desperate, “if they know what is happened, they want me back.”

  “I’m sure you will.”

  Davy knew there was no chance of the boy seeing his family again despite what he’d said. Davy moved over and sat next to him and ran his hand up the boy’s leg to his groin, but the boy squirmed. He obviously didn’t like it. Davy could feel him trembling and knowing that the boy was afraid, made him feel powerful.

  “You must do as I tell you Sergei, then you won’t get hurt.”

  The boy just nodded his head. Davy undid the boy’s jeans and fumbled inside his underwear and began masturbating him. The boy just sat there too terrified to move, or to try and stop him. Eventually Davy stopped and told the boy to do the same to him, an hour later Davy was still telling the boy what to do. When he eventually stopped, he asked the boy if he wanted to stay the night. The boy just looked at him and nodded. From what he had heard from the other boys, Davy was probably one of the better clients; the other boys told stories about old fat ugly men who enjoyed hurting them. Davy poured them both a scotch. When he passed a glass to the boy, he shook his head, but Davy grinned and ordered him to drink it. Taking a sip, he coughed as it burnt the back of his throat. Davy laughed and told him to drink it while he made a call.

  Sergei listened as he talked to Ivan about him and how much would it cost for him to stay the night. Then he heard him say if he was a virgin, he may want to buy him. Sergei listened as they haggled over the price; it was obvious that Ivan didn’t want to sell him.

  “Two hundred grand,” said Davy “how long do you think he will survive? He’ll be dead within a month Ivan, if not sooner. This way you’re guaranteed a quick return on your money, no questions asked. Anyway think about it, I may withdraw my offer yet, it will depend on tonight.”

  Then Davy ended the call and poured the boy another drink before leading him upstairs to the bedroom.

  From there Davy subjected him to hour after hour of sexual acts, although considering what he could have done, he was actually quite restrained. The fact that Sergei had been quite drunk when Davy had penetrated him made no difference to Davy, if anything it had only helped to convince Davy that the boy was in fact a virgin. The more Davy thought about it, the more he liked the idea of having a house boy who would obey his every command. There would be no one to answer to, he could do whatever he wanted to him and nobody would give a shit. Yes, Davy would buy the boy; he would phone Ivan first thing in the morning to cement the sale.

  CHAPTER 72

  Mickey and the others had just turned in for the night; except for Billy and Jess they were still up watching a film. Mickey watched from the bed as Maria made the last check of the triplets before getting in beside him.

  “I think Billy and Jess have got a thing for each other,” said Maria as she snuggled up to him “don’t you?”

  “How would I know babe, Billy’s got a thing for most females! One thing I do know is I’ve got a thing for you. Christ I want to make love to you!”

  “I might just let you make love to me, but first tell me what you think about Billy and Jess?”

  Knowing she wouldn’t let it drop, he agreed that they did seem comfortable with each other, although he still felt that Jess would be reluctant to have a relationship.

  “Spoken like a true solicitor darling, why can’t you simply say yes or no?”

  “What’s wrong with maybe?”

  When she straddled over him and began tickling him, he almost tore her panties in his hurry to get them off.

  “Mickey what’s come over you?” she giggled.

  “Must have been something I ate babe.”

  “More likely is the fact that you’re just a sex maniac!”

  Because of their giggling and talking Melissa stirred.

  “Be quiet Mickey until the baby settles back down,” she said trying not to giggle.

  After tending to Melissa, she straddled him. As she leaned forward to kiss him she could feel his hands touching her, guiding his cock into her.

  “Fuck me I want you,” said Mickey.

  “Sshh, you’ll wake her up again!”

  Pulling her forward as he thrust himself deeper inside her he whispered in her ear, “Don’t stop babe, even if she wakes up.”

  Before she could answer him, he had grabbed her buttocks because he was coming. Moments later she was lying down beside him.

  “Sorry for it being so quick babe,” he gasped “I just couldn’t wait.”

  “It doesn’t matter, it was wonderful, but I was surprised how eager you were.”

  “Yeah, I don’t know what came over me, when you walked towards the bed I just had to have you. I felt as though my balls would explode.”

  “Mickey that’s disgusting!”

  “I know, but I think it could happen again in about half hour.”

  “Really, I can’t wait to see that” she replied sarcastically with an element of disbelief.

  After he’d fallen asleep, it was Monday morning when he fulfilled his promise and they made love before getting up.

  As always it was manic once the kids were up. Maria was telling the twins to eat their breakfast or they would be late for school. Michael and Melissa were screaming at the top of their lungs for their bottles. Mary was already feeding Martin. Once the other two’s bottles were administered by Mickey and Billy, the house was immediately quieter.

  “Holy Mother of God preserve us” said Shaun as he entered the kitchen, “when I came down the stairs I thought I was in a mad house. Still looks like it’s all under control now.”

  “No, this is a typical Monday morning in the Mann household Shaun,” said Mickey “eventually you learn to ignore it and my good wife tells me it will get better in time.”

  “Aye she’s right, but then you’ll miss it. Even now there are times when I wish my family were kids and still at home.”

  “Sit down Shaun,” said Maria as she passed him a cup of tea “breakfast is just coming.”

  Forty five minutes later, Shaun and Billy were preparing to take the twins to school. Just as they were leaving, she noticed that Mickey seemed a bit edgy. She put it down to the early morning chaos, until she heard him say to the two men.

  “Keep your eyes open this morning, let’s not go taking any chances and make sure you see them right into school.”

  “Would you want to tackle him first thing on a Monday morning?” said Billy pointing at Shaun “they’ll be fine Mickey. Now come on girls; I don’t want to disappoint all those young mums who are waiting to catch a glimpse of me!”

  They all laughed as the twins left with the two men.

  CHAPTER 73

  It was almost quarter past seven, Davy was just beginning to stir. Sergei had been awake for over an hour, unable to get off of the bed because Davy had handcuffed his right hand to the bed head. It had been a precaution in case the boy tried to run while Davy was asleep. Davy waited ‘til he was out of bed before freeing him so he could use the bathroom.

  Ten minutes later they were making their way downstairs. Davy had cancelled his housekeeper that morning, so he would have to make breakfast. Placing two boxes of cereal on the table, along with a pint of milk and the sugar bowl, he told the boy to help himself. Sergei picked up a box, the whole time he never took his eyes off Davy, nor did he speak. Looking the worse for pills and drink from the previous night, Davy stared at the boy and asked if he wanted to stay there permanently. Remembering what the other boys had told him, along with the conversation Davy had with Ivan, he didn’t want to be anywhere but back home with his family in the Ukraine. He was intelligent enough to know he would probably stand little to no chance of escape. So considering his options, he decided that it was probably better for him to stay there than for Ivan to sell him every day to different men. Smiling at Davy he nodded his head.

  “Go
od, then I will speak to Ivan today. I will have to tell him that you weren’t a virgin or the price will be too high, do you understand?”

  The boy nodded.

  “I will expect you to tell him that you have slept with other men in the Ukraine, ok?”

  Again Sergei nodded.

  “Finish your breakfast and then we can take a shower together, before I phone Ivan.”

  Suddenly Sergei lost his appetite, the thought of what he may be asked to do turned his stomach. Then he thought about the alternatives, better Davy than some old, fat ugly sadistic pig.

  In the shower, Sergei felt afraid as Davy stepped in and closed the cubicle door behind him. Unlike the previous night when Davy had got him drunk, he was fully aware of what could and probably would happen. He was trembling when Davy turned the water on and moved towards him and taking hold of him kissed him hard on the lips. Sergei tried to pull away.

  “Don’t play hard to get Sergei or you’ll make me hornier.”

  He took the boy’s hand and pulling it down to his cock said, “Gently Sergei we don’t want to rush, do we?”

  Slowly the boy began masturbating him, feeling sick as Davy kissed him.

  “That’s enough for now Sergei, turn round and put your hands on the wall.”

  Sergei tried to protest, but Davy pushed him against the wall before kicking his legs apart with his foot. Sergei struggled as he felt him trying to penetrate it, but Davy grabbed him by his hair.

  “Stop fucking struggling or I’ll let you go back to Ivan! I’m going to fuck you so take it like a man!”

  Sergei cried out as he was penetrated, but Davy continued to fuck him hard. The boy was crying by the time Davy had finished. Davy quickly washed himself then got out leaving Sergei alone. The boy scrubbed and scrubbed himself to try and feel clean after being violated. He had physical pain from Davy’s sex act on him and he felt that he would vomit.

  It was a while later when Davy returned. Despite having had sex with him, Sergei held his hands in front of his genitals when he noticed Davy looking at him.