With a gun in his hand, Fallon was the best. His track record went back a long and shady way. This time the bidding came from Dandy Jack Meehan, an underworld baron with a thin varnish of respectability you’d only got to scratch once to watch the worms crawls out.

          The job Dandy Jack wanted doing was up North, but when Fallon got there he soon found himself changing sides. Which put him in opposition to Meehan, a place where life expectancy gets suddenly very short indeed…