Page 7 of Caught in the Middle

Chapter Three

To those walking down the residential, tree-lined street in Swansea, seeing a white van parked at the end of the road wouldn't have seemed suspicious at all.

And Frank and Thomas knew that.

What would look suspicious, however, is seeing two very well built men in suits sitting in the driver and passenger seat.

Frank and Thomas are the last type of men you would expect to be handymen.

'Where the fuck is she,' Frank growled, tapping the steering wheel impatiently.

They had been sitting on this road for over an hour, and for hot headed Frank, that was an hour too long.

'Calm down, she should be here any minute.' Thomas muttered.

Frank and Thomas are polar opposites, and that's why they are Joey Leonardo's top men.

Frank, with his bulging muscles and firm grip had no problem eliminating anybody who crossed their path, whereas Thomas, who was a lot more quiet, was sure to think his plans through before getting down and dirty with the task ahead.

Frank stopped tapping the steering wheel as he spotted a young blonde woman bounding down the road.

'That's Elena Riddings,' Thomas said quickly, glancing at Frank as a look of fury began to spread across his face as he realised what this meant.

'Where the fuck is Lucy Davies? They live together, they were just in the same exam -' He slammed his burly fist on the dashboard so hard that the car began to shake.

They both watching Elena intently as she pulled her key from her Cath Kidson bag and let herself into the home that she and Lucy share.

They sat, in silence, for a few brief seconds whilst the both ponder what has just happened.

'She's been informed,' Thomas eventually muttered, 'someone’s told her.'

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