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Kenny Coates
Scottish Crime Fiction
'I'm telling you, he was nailed to the door, the front fucking door!'
‘Annoyed? I'm not fuckin' annoyed. I just can't believe that a filthy little piece of shite whose specialist subject in life is kicking
the crap out of people, thinks he can bully me when we had a deal. No morals have ye? You give me the fuckin' boak pal.’
Classic Title
‘You eating again fat boy?’
McKenzie arrived quicker than Burnsy had expected and was caught mid munch on a baguette.
‘We all have to eat, don’t we?’
‘Aye, but not as much as you shovel down your gob.’
‘See! Ever since they gave you that wee office…’
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