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you're still fucking your pregnant wife? For real? That's gross as shit man. What aboot the kid? Does he really need to see your tiny wee prick coming towards him from aw angles, especially while he's trying to kick back and relax in that womb. Jesus, talk aboot being scarred for life man. I mean what if ye accidentally poke the poor wee thing in the face with that thing of yours. You could give him brain damage.'
     
    Jason just chuckled at Gary's ramblings. He shook his head at the absurdness of his words.
     
    'You're a funny guy Gary. You need to get yourself a wee stand up show at the Edinburgh fringe next year and tell all these shite jokes. I'd pay to watch you go down in flames, I really would.'
     
    ‘Nae chance pal. I’d have them aw lining up aroond the block before the first show even goat underway.’
     
    ‘And by the way, it’s no a boy.’
     
    ‘Whit?’ Gary replied, taking a long, deep draw from his fag.
     
    ‘The baby we’re having. It’s no a boy.’
     
    Gary’s face lit up immediately.
     
    ‘So you’re huvin a wee lassie?’
     
    ‘Aye.’
     
    Gary let out a beaming smile from ear to ear.
     
    ‘And you ken that for a fact aye? I mean already aye?’
     
    ‘Aye.’ Jason replied, smiling wildly too. ‘Modern day technology mate. Modern day technology.’
     
    Gary gently shook his head again and playfully slapped Jason on the shoulder. He then kicked back in his seat and took another long draw from his cigarette.
     
    ‘Fuck me, that’s amazing man. Fucking amazing. Congratulations for a second time then I guess.’
     
    ***
     
    An hour later and Jason pulled up outside a large block of grubby five storey flats on Easter road. Home sweet home for Gary.
     
    'Well Jase ma man. What can I say. As always, it's been an absolute fucking pleasure. I'm away tae get totally off ma fucking nut the night man.'
     
    'Have a good one Gary. You deserve it.'
     
    Gary got out of the car and opened the back door. He grabbed his backpack from the back seat along with his leather jacket. He then took a sly hold of the briefcase full of money and drugs, playfully hoping that Jason wouldn't notice. But he did notice and he wasn't in the mood for Gary's immature games anymore.
     
    'Don't get on my bad side now Gary.' said Jason, glaring at his mate through the rear view mirror.
     
    'Shit! Sorry man. Force of habit, aeh.'
     
    Gary released the briefcase leaving it where it lay.
     
    'Just so similar tae ma own damn briefcase at home, ken.' Gary said with a sly wink and smile.
     
    'Yeah, right man. Now get the fuck out of her you bam pot.'
     
    Gary closed the back door. He then walked around to the other side and leaned into Jason's half open driver's side window.
     
    'I'll see you tomorrow then for roond two then aye? I wonder where your auld man will send us next. Two weeks in the Maldives would be grand, no?'
     
    'We should be so lucky.'
     
    Gary chuckled and backed away from the car, slapping the roof as he went.
     
    'Good night man.' Gary shouted walking away. Jason just shook his head and smiled. He watched Gary disappear into a block of flats. He then pulled out his mobile and dialled.
     
    ***
     
    Inside a parked BMW half way along an up market housing street near Leith harbour and Ocean Terminal, a handsome and smartly suited man in his late thirties sat inside stroking the hair of a young girl in the seat beside him. She looked no more than eleven years old. To anyone walking by she could have been his daughter, but then again, maybe she wasn't. The man's mobile phone rang from the car dashboard. He glanced at the number flashing up on the screen - Jason
     
    The man took a deep breath and glanced further up the street at the fifteen story apartment building he was suppose to be keeping an eye on. After five rings he answered.
     
    'Jason! How the hell are you doing my friend? How's things?'
     
    'Good Brad. I'm Good!' Jason replied from the other end.
     
    'I didn't expect to hear