she thought aboot it. He’d be a good catch fur somewan. He wis young, handsome and wae a lot ae hard work, and her support, he’d be quite wealthy someday, if the business really took aff. She knew he’d been lying when he telt the polis that he’d been in the hoose fae aboot six o’clock oanwards oan the night the wee slut hid disappeared. It hid been nearer ten by the time he’d arrived hame. While waiting fur the lawyer tae arrive at the polis station, he’d telt her that he’d wanted tae finish aff a plastering job that he wis working oan, jist in case he couldnae get tae the job the next day, because ae the early snow that hid caught everywan oot across central Scotland. The fact wis, that it wis a cash-in-haun job, and he’d telt her he didnae want tae tell the polis the truth, because they’d investigate aw his other work, and he’d end up being put away fur tax fraud. She’d confirmed, withoot hesitation, that she’d hid her son’s tea oan the table by the time he’d arrived hame roond aboot six o’clock that evening and that he hidnae left again until seven o’clock the next morning, when he left fur work. They’d nae choice bit tae release him fae the polis station in Stirling. Oan the way oot ae the station wae their lawyer, Inspector Barron, the man in charge ae the investigation, hid warned her that they’d be back. Well, let them, Flora telt hersel. She’d be waiting fur them. Anywan wanting tae take her baby away fae her wid hiv a fight oan their hauns. She’d never let that happen.
“That wis lovely, so it wis, Ma,” Robert said, smacking they lips ae his, staunin up and drapping his soup plate and spoon in tae the sink.
“Dae ye want some mair, son? There’s hauf a pot left.”
“Aye, that wid be great, bit Ah’ll leave it fur a bit. Ah hiv tae nip oot fur a wee while. It shouldnae take me long. Okay?”
“Bit whit aboot aw they polis who ur oot and aboot, son?” she replied, fearfully, “They might try and arrest ye.”
“Ach, don’t ye worry aboot the plods, Ma. They know fine well that Ah’m innocent ae anything. They’ve nothing oan me,” he retorted defiantly, lifting his jaicket fae the back ae his chair and heiding fur the door.
Robert wis glad that Auld farmer Mack hid been oot and cleared the track doon tae the main road earlier or he widnae hiv been able tae get the van up tae the hoose efter collecting it fae the cop shoap. He turned right oan tae the main road and heided towards Stirling. He felt elated. He’d read in the Stirling Observer earlier that the search fur Ann Broon wid continue, despite nae trace ae her hivving been found, even though polis tracker dugs and local volunteers hid been scouring the surrounding area. The newspaper hid also said that the polis hid spent a day and a hauf ferreting aboot up at the quarry and at Hayford Mill, tae nae avail. The only thing that hid bothered him o’er the past few days hid been the struggle ae trying tae pish through the permanent hard-on he wis carrying aboot in the front ae they Y-fronts ae his. The burning sensation oan his knob eased if he semi-squatted doon o’er the lavvy pan and let the pish run oot freely withoot trying tae apply pressure. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he thrust his right haun doon the front ae his tight troosers and shifted his stiff dick across tae lie in the crease between the tap ae his left leg and groin. No long noo, he smiled tae himsel, feeling a hot thrill shoot through his body. He made sure tae double back oan himsel a few times wance he goat intae the city tae ensure he wisnae being tailed. He clocked whit he wis looking fur and pulled o’er. He glanced at the luminous dial ae his wristwatch before exiting the vehicle. Seven forty five. He wis oan time. The call wid always be taken between seven and eight at night. Any time before or efter that and he couldnae
Scott McEwen, Thomas Koloniar