Action, Reaction and Consequences Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

Action, Reaction and Consequences Ch. 08

... of takeaway delivery scooters going back and forth, occasionally parked up outside during the quieter periods.

He brought two vehicles for cash. A ratty delivery scooter, complete with the big box and a Bulgarian plated Volkswagen Passat that had developed a knocking noise. It was near the end of it's working life. He gave a fictitious address for the scooter but, all he received was a Bulgarian registration document for the car. Even better, the windows on the VW were blacked out. He found a business estate near Southend and took the vehicles there, parking them where they would go unnoticed for a few days.

He used the scooter to hang around out the back of the club a few nights but never had sighting of Mickey and co. so, he decided to wait until the weekend. He was back on his twelve-hour day shift so made his way to the club on Friday night at 03.00 am. Parking up outside the back of the takeaway premises behind Mickey's club he saw a Range Rover plus an Audi R8 on private plates. He guessed they were likely Mickey's and Mr. Jones' vehicles. With a couple of empty pizza boxes in his hand, he watched as staff left via the back access until he saw Mr. Jones, who got into the Audi. He looked across at Matt as he loaded the pizza boxes onto the scooter then, quickly pulled out onto the road. Matt jumped on the scooter to follow and kept a reasonable distance behind the Audi.

The Audi worked its way out of Southend heading towards the A127 arterial road to London ...

... but, that didn't matter. Matt found a suitable road junction for the next part of his plan. After finishing work, later that day, Matt went straight to bed and set his alarm for midnight. Using a number plate, he'd managed to take from a bike parked in Southend the night before, he affixed it over the top of his KTM number plate in a layby, just outside of Southend.

He parked the KTM, hidden discreetly at the edge of an industrial park, making sure there were no visible security cameras. He took off his brightly coloured one-piece nylon over suit and crash helmet and hid them in a scrap skip close to his bike. Underneath, he had plain black clothing and he put on a baseball cap to hide his face as he went to retrieve the Bulgarian plated VW which was parked up further into the industrial estate and he drove it down to the club. He parked up tightly in the entrance road. He figured he needed at least a thirty second head start on Mr. Jones for his plan to work.

At just gone three am Jones came out. Matt quickly set off in advance, taking the route that Jones had taken the night before. When he came up a hundred metres from a T- Junction, he pulled up alongside the curb and turned the hazard lights on. As he waited, He removed the top and tipped up a petrol can, letting it flood the floor of the car and then indicated to pull out, just as the Audi pulled past him. As the Audi stopped at the junction, Matt opened the door of the VW a couple of seconds before it ran at low ...