I'm going to go and confess to the police next week when we go to court.

They'll take me across the road.

I want two 45s with silences on them and I want them handed to me by Jimmy Rimmer's sister.

Not Jimmy himself.

They know him as a virtual wild-wisk gunsel.

But his sister was quite good at passing things quietly in the street.

That's how nuts I was.

I wanted a flatbed truck to go past with a mattress on it,

so after I'd let the guns do the talking,

I'd jump on the back of that and away.

What, to run away?

No, to go full Apache. I mean, Chaiters' land, no one left.

His saving virtue was, he behaved himself during the kidnapping. Yes, there is a kind of decorum of

these things.

And I know it was all genuine, why?

I'll tell you why, because he said that the worst part of it

was being tied up in uncomfortable positions.

And that might sound trivial.

But if you're tied up, like belly down, for example,

with your appendages tied behind you,

that is unbearable after a while.

You can't roll anywhere.

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