Written in the Scars (The Estate Series Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

the arguments and the odd fight breaking out between the squad.
    He squeezed his eyes shut, resisting the urge to scream out loud and punch the wall beside him. Hell, he missed Amy so much. Yet what happened here with his mum wasn’t a patch on what had gone on when he’d been living with her. She’d done her best to help him too. But if he’d been angry, or scared, then he’d taken it out on her. If they weren’t arguing and shouting at each other, they’d be giving each other the silent treatment. Daniel had seen most of this, and after being called in to see his teacher because he was struggling to concentrate at school, Amy had put her foot down. No wonder she’d had enough.
    Lewis felt like he was heading for a meltdown but he didn’t know how to stop. He needed to sort his life out sharpish because right now, he couldn’t see the point in it.
    And that felt like a very dangerous situation to be in.
     
     

 
    Chapter Five
     
    High Lane was on the edge of Stockleigh and about three miles from the Mitchell Estate. Situated at the end of a row of terraced properties was The Candy Club. There weren’t many people occupying the houses now - most had been boarded up as they had become inhabitable due to lack of maintenance, or as a result of compulsory purchase orders by the local authority - but the massage parlour had been around for longer than a lot of the residents who had chosen to stay.
    Although she had told her mum that she was working behind the bar at Sparks’ nightclub, Keera was employed at The Candy Club as a masseuse. It had been her friend, Estelle, who had told her about the vacancy, and about the extras she could do to make a bit more money, if she were that way inclined.
    ‘Sorry I’m late,’ Keera cried as she entered the dimly lit reception area. She gasped for air before speaking again. ‘I’m done in. I had to run to get here on time – and it’s so hot out there!’
    The room wasn’t entirely welcoming, with deep red flock wallpaper that had been up since the first time it had been in fashion. The floorboards creaked underneath the threadbare carpet and the settee on the far wall seemed as battered as many of the clientele.
    Ramona Wilson was sitting behind a wooden reception counter, flicking through the pages of a magazine. Keera had known Ramona for years before she’d become her supervisor. She was twenty-one, and even though they hadn’t been in the same year, they’d gone to the same high school. Having given birth to three children before she’d been Keera’s age, she’d yet to rid herself of the baby fat, no matter how many times she went to the local slimming club. Her mousey brown hair was tied back with a band, pink lipstick on her thin lips, and her eyes sparkled as much as her silver eye shadow.
    Ramona raised a perfectly manicured hand to wave away Keera’s comment. ‘Chill out, you’re not at school. And besides, you don’t have any clients waiting to see you yet. You can be a little late, under the circumstances. How’s Sam doing?’
    ‘Not good.’ Keera sighed loudly as she pushed her bag into her locker, which was located in the tiny staff room behind the reception. She came back through and carried on speaking. ‘He needs to have an operation. They won’t know until then if he’ll keep his finger.’
    ‘Might stop him from putting it in too many pies.’ Ramona laughed loud at her joke as she leaned forward, her large chest straining across her red blouse. ‘Seriously, is he okay, Kee?’
    ‘They’re operating on him tonight,’ Keera replied, knowing there was no malice intended in Ramona’s words. ‘I couldn’t use my mum’s car as she’s off to visit him this evening and I had to call on my nan so I wasn’t sure of the bus timetable.’ 
    ‘Couldn’t your mum give you a lift?’
    ‘God, no.’ Keera shook her head, her bob swishing from side to side. ‘She doesn’t know I’m working here; neither does Sam. And if they ever