The sun spilt into my room through the curtains. Just enough for my eyes to flutter slightly. I checked my phone to see it was only seven am. I fell back onto my pillow with a huff before finally putting my toes to the hardwood floor. I tiptoed across the room to the wardrobe and right next to it was my bag. (I couldn't be bothered to unpack last night) Today, I think a white lace top, denim Mom jeans, a pink long jacket and small ankle boots. would work. I went into the ensuite bathroom and had a long shower. I almost drifted away again.

Eight am. I checked my phone to see if any messages had come through. I decided to call Emma at ten am and see if she would talk to me. I put on a grey wool beanie hat, grabbed a bag and left the cottage silently.

Now, let me explain. I'm trying to think of the best and most efficient plan right now. I mean I really can't afford to screw up. Danny will be getting impatient soon, with Jinxy back in Prison and Emma still unwilling, I need to think of a way to catch him out. Flynn... My darling Flynn is throwing himself under the bus and doesn't know what he's getting himself into.  I know he's street smart but his anger can't get the best of him.

About two, three years ago, I was at a Cafe with Emma and Flynn. This woman was sitting opposite with her bag across the side of her chair. A man came flying past and swiped her bag away. Flynn, being Flynn, flew up and started chasing him down the street. Long story short, the woman got her bag back, robber had a fractured arm and split lip, Flynn arrested but not charged. He does the right things but does them in the wrong way.

It was still quite brisk so I kept my hands in my pocket as I headed down the country lane.  Not a car or person was to be seen. It was now that I wondered where Mia's protection officers where. "Damn they sure know how to keep out of sight," I muttered to myself. Mia told me there was a small corner shop down here so I just want to check it out and pick up some stuff.

*beep*

"Smith." Said Drew on the other side of the phone.

"What a lovely surprise Kingston. Glad to hear you're keeping Flynn out of trouble." I said smiling.

"Hey! You know him! There's no stopping him whilst he's got an idea in his head!" I could hear him eating.

"Enough excuses! What's up?" I said laughing. I opened the door of the shop. 

"I finally found out how many men are in the Sambello clan."

My heart stopped.

"eight." He continued.

"EIGHT??"

The storekeeper looked at me as I yelled. I put my hand to the speaker and said to the lady "Sorry" and headed into the aisle.

"Eight?" I continued on the phone in a whisper.

"Yup. Now the two men we have had lovely encounters with were Alec Turner and David West."

"Interesting," I said as I checked the date on the milk carton.

"Well, I have nothing on the others yet. Something tells me that they are on Danny's side day and night, the other six do other things. I don't know what. From what I've read, Danny Sambello was in a team of nine including himself, when he supposedly died or whatever, the others were never found. Apart from David and Alec who ended up in prison for two years with parole due to being an accessory to robbery." 

I looked out the store window and saw a black car doing 90 down a country path.

How strange...

"Wow. Um, thanks Drew. I'm going to talk to Mia and see what she knows." I picked up some bread and walked to the till. We bid our goodbyes and a paid at the till.