"God damn, it must be that bad."

"Yeah, Ya kna Cassie and Roisin?"

"Unfortunately yes, they're one of those people. They were in Larkhall at one time. I heard Cassie is good with computers."

"Yeah she is, well they 're attracted ter me and 'ave been tryin' ter shag me." (Well they like me and they've been trying to fuck me.)

When I heard that I knew what was my job which at that point brought a smile on my face. After all putting those people in their places is what I do best, and that place is usually six feet deep.
Bringing pain, suffering and humiliation to those people is my passion, my favourite though is humiliation.

"Ya kna I rather shag Fenner than ter shag those people." That is by no means a complement, there are no love lost between her and the most manipulative and corrupted Prison Officer in the world Jim Fenner. He's also a good friend of mine which Yvonne didn't like. However if it wasn't for Jim's connections and my -ahem- persuasion, her Cockney ass would still be in Larkhall.

"But listen love I got a question ter ask ya, Why 're ya back 'ere in England? People still remember wot ya did ter Saffron Burrows and Alan Cummings. Ya kna those people really 'ate ya 'ere."

"I created too much heat back in North America and I was looking for Shell." Didn't mention Denny and Shaz since she's close to them but knowing Yvonne she probably knew that I was looking for them as well.

"Besides the more they hate me, the better I feel."

"That's bleedin' intrestin'… I kna wot ya did back in the States and wot ya did ter that bloody bitch Shell. Ya kna nuffin' escapes from Yvonne Atkins." she said with that grin of hers and a wink.

I responded with a grin of my own "That's why you're still my favourite lady here in England and that's also why I was willing to kill your husband after the trail and also the foreman he paid off. By the way how are the girls (or as she would say 'birds') doing Yvonne, especially Shareen? It's been a while since I got a piece of that big Turkish booty."