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Norris rolled over and over as Destiny took hold of one end of the cling film and pulled. Reaching the end of the roll, he shot out and cannoned into the table, knocking over a heavy bag which fell on his head. Everything went black again. Destiny sighed and squatted down next to him, her first aid training flooding back. She slapped his face several times and shouted in his ear ‘Wake up, you idiot’. It seemed to work as Norris groaned and raised himself painfully into a sitting position. ‘Where am I’ he moaned, rather predictably. ‘You’re in the church, now tell me what’s going on’ replied Destiny. ‘I’ve got no idea’ he grimaced, rubbing the back of his neck. ‘I was just giving Kylie her carrots when I got hit from behind and I woke up here’. Destiny thought for a moment. What sort of man would feed carrots to his girlfriend? This was getting more and more perverse every second. Norris chirped in again. ‘I was going to ride her in my Viking outfit, that’s the last thing we talked about’. Destiny decided enough was enough and with the assistance of a right hook, Norris sank back into unconsciousness. Whoever it was that had brought him here was clearly acting out of a sense of public duty. She stood up, kicked the limp body and stalked off back into the graveyard, heading towards her car. As she picked her way through the undergrowth and empty KFC boxes, she was startled by a sudden commotion in front of her, but her torch picked out a doe, a female deer which ran into the gloom.

Elsie drove steadily as Brad directed her from the movement of the dot on the laptop monitor. After about 10 minutes the dot came to a halt and Elsie pulled over to the kerb. They waited in silence and when there was no further movement, looked at each other. Brad nodded and said ‘OK, let’s do it’. They alighted from their Ka and Elsie went to the boot and took out a black Kevlar hold all, hoisting it over her shoulder. Brad checked his pistol was secure and they set off. At the end of the street, they turned the corner and in front of them there was a small trading estate, brightly illuminated. One of the units had a battered Skoda outside and it was to there that they stealthily made their way.

To be continued…..

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Enjoying the read :O))

**wipes tears of laughter from eyes ***

Poor Norris :)))

Eldrick, yes I noticed ;)

xx

Oh bleddy hell.......where's part 4?? I've missed part 4!!!

*goes off in search of part 4, still laughing*

Mary

Wmsl....... loving this as well....

Oh.... and exactly what is it about Skodas... very respectable they are, these days.... an Audi in disguise......

Love

Daff xxxx

well done uncle E

Poor Doe a Deer a female Deer bet she was half scared to death...}}}}

luvin it,as per..~~

soooooooooooooo funny .....NEXT

Its still here!

Thanks Mick, have bookmarked it. Just part 3 to go.
Julia in Derbyshire

mick! were did u find it lol i couldnt haha x

I was going to go away for Easter - but changed my mind don't want to miss part 6.
And we drive a Skoda as well !!!!!

Persey