“You two done bein’ dopes?” A familiar macho yet somehow unthreatening voice spoke as James pulled back from Poppy to see “Reggie” Kray emerging from the back of a chauffeured vehicle. Somewhat relieved, James was able to deliver an exhale to the cold air around him before he followed behind Poppy and slid into the car meant for their transportation.
“So...where is it?” Reg questioned while holding out his hand. Immediately, Poppy let out an aggravated sigh before pulling it from between her breasts. Surprised that it was located in her possession, Reggie gave a sideways look to James before taking the vial into his possession. “So...a woman doing your work for ya?”
“The fuzz showed up-”
“Yeah...they tend to do that...and yet the coppers should be the least of your worries. What we do.
