Lastnight
“Sweaty shaved heads glistened under the floodlights and it seemed that every other player sported at least one tattoo. There were more players than spectators and most of those watching seemed to be wives and girlfriends who given the choice would have preferred a quiet night in.Nightingale saw T-Bone’s black Porsche SUV at the far end of the car park and he drove up next to it. He climbed out, walked over to the Porsche and got into the front passenger seat. Rap music was blaring through the car’s sound system and T-Bone turned down the volume. He was wearing impenetrable Oakleys, a tight mesh T-shirt that showed off his bulging biceps, and blue Versace jeans.‘I wouldn’t have had you down as a soccer fan,’ said Nightingale as he slammed the door shut.T-Bone grinned. ‘Two of my nephews are playing. I’m doing a favour for my sister.’ He gestured over at Nightingale’s MGB. ‘I can’t believe you drive around in that piece of shit,’ said T-Bone.‘It’s a classic,’ said Nightingale.‘It’s a ru...st bucket, and I bet it leaks in the rain.’ T-Bone patted the steering wheel of the Porsche.MoreLess
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