"We'll see about that," said Danny, who had now got a first in economics in less than a month. "I'm afraid we've got a bit of bother with your uncle Hugo who is trying to cheat you out of your inheritance and your grandfather's stamp collection." "It's wonderful to have you back, your grace," said Fraser Munro, who had been solicitor to the Moncrieffs for 200 years. Thanks to all his elocution lessons and his new haircut, just maybe he could get away with it.
If it did, it would be the most ludicrous plot twist ever written. So ye can preten tah be Suh Nicholarse and get oot on paroll." Could it work? Danny thought. "Ayve swapped his reccuds so the guvna thunks eets yay who azz topped issel. Another prisoner crept in, broke his neck and left him hanging. Sir Nicholas decided to take a shower while the other cons were watching football. He failed to inject some pace into the narrative.
"You'll be about at the same time I get parole."ĭanny sobbed. "That should do the trick," said Sir Nicholas. "Ayve goat a tape in wich won ae the toffs that wae coincidentally banged up in haire fae droogs has fessed oop ta Bernae's moida." "Top hole," said Sir Nicholas, "I must record this in my prison diary. Within two weeks Danny had passed three A-levels. Let's get you started on an education programme and we'll have you reading and writing and talking proper in no time." "He always talks in an unconvincing Scottish vernacular, but he's got a heart of gold.
"Don't worry about him," Sir Nicholas continued urbanely. I, too, was wrongly convicted for protecting Big Al over there when he was in my regiment in Kosovo." "My name is Sir Nicholas Moncrieff and I'm to be your cellmate. "Welcome to Belmarsh," said a tall, aristocratic figure. "I neffa dun it," he shouted as the four toffs who had framed him sniggered from the public gallery. "We'll see you outside."ĭanny couldn't look at Beth as the judge sentenced him to life imprisonment for Bernie's murder. "Any chance of a gangbang with your bird?" he sneered. Spencer Craig, the loudest toff, caught his eye. They're probably plotting a coup in Equatorial Guinea." "But those four toffs in the corner look well dodgy.
"You're a diamond geezer, Danny," Bernie said, opening a bottle of champagne.
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