One Night Only (131 page)

“Nearl
y
there,
”
h
e
said
,
makin
g
mor
e
notes
.
“Just kee
p
going
.
S
o
yo
u
thre
w
you
r
friend
’
s
shoe
,
whic
h
wasn
’
t a
Loubouti
n
.
.
.
an
d
yo
u
misse
d
th
e
doorman.
”

T
es
s
wa
s
becomin
g
pisse
d
of
f
no
w
.
The
y
wer
e
taking th
e
mic
k
an
d
sh
e
didn
’
t
lik
e
i
t
on
e
bit
.

“
I
thre
w
Gina
’
s
shoe
,
yes,
”
sh
e
said
.
Sh
e
wa
s
angry no
w
.
“An
d
i
t
smashe
d
th
e
windo
w
.
Bo
o
hoo
!
I’
m
sorry abou
t
that
,
I
reall
y
am
.
I’
m
no
t
normall
y
a
destructive person
.
It
’
s
jus
t
.
.
.
h
e
wa
s
s
o
smu
g
an
d
rud
e
an
d
pass-
remarkable
.
H
e
shoul
d
hav
e
jus
t
le
t
u
s
leav
e
th
e
place
wit
h
whateve
r
dignit
y
w
e
ha
d
left
.
Y
es
,
w
e
wer
e
drun
k
but
w
e
wer
e
b
y
n
o
mean
s
disorderl
y
u
p
unti
l
tha
t
poin
t
when
w
e
wer
e
antagonised
!
I
be
t
h
e
wouldn
’
t
hav
e
sai
d
those
smart
comments
if
we
were
three
drunk
men,
would
he?
”

McCloske
y
an
d
McGuinnes
s
looke
d
a
t
eac
h
othe
r
.

“
W
ell
,
woul
d
he?
”
repeate
d
T
ess
.
“
W
oul
d
h
e
hav
e
said
‘Oi
,
Daddies
,
g
o
hom
e
t
o
you
r
babies’
?
No
,
h
e
wouldn
’
t
hav
e
becaus
e
h
e
woul
d
hav
e
ha
d
muc
h
mor
e
tha
n
a
shoe throw
n
a
t
him
!
H
e
wa
s
pickin
g
o
n
u
s
becaus
e
h
e
i
s
a
sexis
t
pi
g
an
d
doesn
’
t
lik
e
t
o
se
e
wome
n
ou
t
havin
g
a
goo
d
time!
”

“
W
e
canno
t
commen
t
o
n
th
e
doorman
’
s
intentions,” sai
d
Sergean
t
McCloske
y
.

“Oh
,
yo
u
tw
o
probabl
y
agre
e
wit
h
him
!
It
’
s
alrigh
t
for me
n
t
o
ge
t
rat-arse
d
o
n
th
e
weekends
,
t
o
ru
n
t
o
th
e
pub, t
o
leav
e
th
e
wif
e
an
d
childre
n
behin
d
whil
e
h
e
‘watches
th
e
football
’
o
r
‘meet
s
hi
s
mates
’
o
r
‘need
s
a
pint’
!
That
’
s
might
y
fin
e
an
d
i
f
the
y
com
e
rollin
g
home
,
I
mea
n
i
f
they
decid
e
t
o
com
e
rollin
g
home
,
well
,
n
o
har
m
done
,
i
s
there?
Bu
t
a
woma
n
–
a
woman
!
Ho
w
dar
e
she
!
Ho
w
bloody dar
e
she?
”

Sergean
t
McCloske
y
stoo
d
u
p
an
d
adjuste
d
hi
s
fat
bell
y
aroun
d
hi
s
belt
.
“Mr
s
Matthews
,
I
woul
d
as
k
yo
u
to remai
n
calm
.
T
r
y
no
t
t
o
ge
t
upset.
”

“Upset
?
I’
m
absolutel
y
fuming
!
I’
m
th
e
on
e
treate
d
as
a
crimina
l
al
l
becaus
e
tha
t
bastar
d
think
s
h
e
ca
n
treat wome
n
lik
e
second-clas
s
citizens!
”

“An
d
h
e
to
o
wil
l
b
e
invite
d
i
n
t
o
th
e
statio
n
t
o
mak
e
a statement,”
sai
d
Sergean
t
McCloske
y
,
“and
th
e
bar
managemen
t
wil
l
obviousl
y
b
e
decidin
g
no
w
whethe
r
o
r
no
t
the
y
wan
t
t
o
pres
s
charge
s
i
n
relatio
n
t
o
th
e
damag
e
done t
o
thei
r
propert
y
.
A
s
wil
l
M
r
McAlee
r
.
”