Category: Soho Honey Book Preview

Soho was a village in the heart of London but it kept its own heart hidden and beating within the bars, clubs and dark alleyways.

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Soho life will continue..Keep watching..

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The cold and damp had penetrated and he ached all over.

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Where was he?

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He stopped at the first phonebox, “Salvatore, can you meet me?”

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It was too late – there was nothing more he could do.

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He had to find the tramp who had accused him of stealing his accommodation.

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Buzz.. buzz.. BUZZ.. they were swarming again.

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By the time Kelly had finished the bottle of champagne it was time to go.

Branen told her he had nowhere to stay and explained how much she needed to be walked home and how much he needed a cup of coffee.

She had a first floor flat above a deli which looked out over Old Compton Street.

“What do you do for a living?” she asked.

“I’ve got a smallholding.”

“What, in Soho?”

“Yeah sure, in the middle of the square.”

She closed the fridge door and leant back on it, “Why are you so secretive?”

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In the warmth of Costas’ flat Branen started to thaw out.

He was tortured by the image of the contorted body being flung forward over him. He kept feeling the warm blood as it ran down his face and the taste as it crept into his mouth. He was at the kitchen table for an hour when Costas appeared from the bedroom, “What’s happening Ben.. what have you got yourself into?”

Friday the thirteenth had dawned and Costas felt uneasy.

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