Visitors Read online

  THE VISITORS

  KAREN WOODS

  EMPIRE PUBLICATIONS

  MANCHESTER

  WWW.EMPIRE-UK.COM

  *

  First published in 2012 by Empire Publications

  Smashwords Edition

  © Karen Woods 2012

  ISBN: 1901746 984

  The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

  Published by Empire Publications at Smashwords

  This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

  This book is available in print at:

  http://www.empire-uk.com

  *

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  As always thanks to all my readers, and facebook and twitter friends. With each book I’ve written my fan base is growing. Thanks to all my family and friends, and my children Ashley, Blake, Declan and Darcy.

  Thanks to John Ireland and Ashley Shaw at Empire, without their belief in me my writing career it would have never have started. A big thanks to Darren Tipple for his help.

  As always I try to keep my books real and tell it how it is, I will always write raw gritty storylines and try to keep my readers happy. At the moment I’m working on my seventh novel “Sleepless in Manchester” so watch out for it. All my readers can reach me on my website www.karenwoods.net or on twitter @karenwoods69

  My last thanks is to my son Dale, goodnight god bless son.

  *

  In Memory of Billy Hayes (Dad), Billy Hayes (son), Jean Hayes, gone but not forgotten.

  CHAPTER ONE

  Susie Jones sat chewing on her pink glossed fingernails as the judge passed sentence on her man. Her life would never be the same now and she knew she’d have to pull her finger out to help him all she could. Looking at the dock where he stood she tried to keep her eyes dry but she was struggling. Tim was led by the guard through the side door inside the court. He turned his head quickly as they removed him and raised a smile towards his girlfriend. Bringing his large hand up towards his mouth he placed a kiss on his fingertips and blew it towards her. He was gone.

  The courtroom was filled with noise and no one seemed to care that her world was falling apart right in front of their eyes. Grabbing her expensive Jimmy Choo handbag, Susie hooked it over her shoulder and left the courtroom. Tim’s solicitor now came to her side and expressed his regret. He approached her with caution as he could see she was upset. Susie was a fiery woman and he knew from the past she was like a ticking bomb. “Sorry Susie. You knew he was going to get time anyway, didn’t you?” he patted the middle of her arm. “I just thought the judge might have been a bit more lenient.” He glanced around and made sure no one could hear him. His voice became low “He’s a harsh fucker Judge Prescott. If it would have been any other judge we could have got at least a year knocked off his sentence.”

  Susie slid her tongue across her top teeth. She was angry and the grip on her handbag told him she was ready to explode. “Can’t we appeal against it? I mean three years for punching someone to protect yourself. It’s a fucking joke.”

  The solicitor scowled and shot a look at her. “Susie it wasn’t just a punch though, was it? Tim nearly killed the man.”

  Huffing she looked down at her expensive shoes. “Well he never died, did he, so they should have just seen it for what it was.” Her hands stroked the side of her face as she became defensive. “It was a fight between two drunken men, that’s all.” The solicitor knew he was fighting a losing battle and shrugged his shoulders. He just stood now and let her have her say. Susie called him a shit solicitor and told him point-blank she wouldn’t be using him again. They stayed talking for a few more minutes and the legal representative looked stressed as he wiped small droplets of sweat from his forehead. Susie eventually walked away from him shouting “you’re a fucking waste of space” over her shoulder at him.

  The Mancunian weather was typically depressing. Dark clouds hung from the sky and looked like they were nearly touching the floor. Each one told a story of depression and life living on the breadline. Susie pulled her grey coat tighter around her body and ran towards the car park. Once sat inside her car she searched through her handbag looking for her mobile. Quickly dialling a number she checked her face in the rear view mirror. “Hiya love it’s me. He got slammed for three years.” You could hear the voice of someone else on the phone and it sounded like they were laughing. “Right okay, I’ll be there in ten minutes. See you soon.” She threw her phone on the passenger seat. Pulling the seat belt round her she clicked it inside the socket.

  Susie and her boyfriend Tim had been together for over four years. It wasn’t the best of relationships and the love they once shared had disappeared years before. Susie never left her partner because he gave her all the material things she needed in life. Tim was a grafter and always earned a good crust. Susie lived in Harpurhey, Manchester in a close knit community. Her home on the council estate had everything she could have wished for.

  Driving her silver X5 BMW she weaved in and out of the traffic. Her heart was aching inside, but that was for the money she’d miss out on, and not for her boyfriend Tim.

  Susie had been having an affair with Tim’s best mate for the last few years. She’d fallen for him big time but hid it well. Pulling up in the car park she could see her lover’s black car in the distance. Checking her face in the mirror for the last time she quickly scanned the area. That’s all she needed was for some nosey bastard telling Tim she was shagging the brains out of his best mate Ashley.

  “Come here you dirty bitch,” Ashley laughed. He grabbed her by the waist and twisted her thin figure into the air.

  “Put me down nob-head,” she giggled.

  “What’s up with you? Tim’s inside now so we don’t have to hide anymore do we?” He waited for a reply with a serious face. Susie panicked, she’d filled Ashley’s head with so much shit in the past and he really thought she had no feelings for her boyfriend. She’d told him they were like brother and sister and that they rarely had sex together. What a lying slut she was.

  “Yeah Ash, you’re right, but I don’t want everyone knowing about us just yet. Tim’s just got three years rammed up his arse, and I need to let him down slowly don’t I?”

  Ashley sneered at her and tilted his head to the side. “Well as long as he’s told, I’m not arsed. I’ve waited long enough for you, so a few more months won’t make any difference. Anyway where we off to? Do ya fancy a few beers?”

  Susie straightened her clothes and headed to his car. She looked anxious. “Erm... not really Ash. My head’s all over the place at the moment, I just need to chill for a bit. Shall we go to yours?” Ash started to walk to his car. He was swinging the car keys round his fingers. He stared at her for a bit longer than he should have and Susie knew she’d rattled his cage.

  Sitting in his car he reached over and sunk his lips on hers. She wasn’t in the mood for him and quickly shrugged him away. “For fuck’s sake Ashley. Someone might see us.”

  His face turned red with anger as he shoved her body back to her seat with a fierce push. “Fucking stop being hormonal, will you. I’m only showing you a bit of affection.” Susie looked in a world of her own as she gazed through the rain splashed window. She had so much to take care of now, her head was up her arse. The brothel Tim ran was now her responsibility. Usually she would just call in the gaff to see him, but now he was rotting in jail she had to step up to th
e mark and make sure the money kept rolling in.

  The brasses in the brothel hated Susie with a passion, and she knew they would make her life a misery. There was one woman in particular who she was dreading facing. Her name was Joan and she held nothing back from Susie. Every time she’d visited the brothel in the past she was always there, waiting to have a pop at her. Joan was a hard fucker as well. The scars on her cheeks told Susie she wouldn’t think twice about pummelling her fist deep into her face, if she ever got on the wrong side of her.

  The car pulled up outside Ashley’s apartment. He lived near the city centre in and like Tim he was into loads of hooky deals. Susie had fancied Ashley as soon as she met him and it was obvious that he’d had the hots for her too.

  Ashley Taylor was a grafter and always had cash. He had the best of everything. Tim had even told Susie in the past that his mate was a womaniser, but that never deterred her. His six foot body frame was rippling with muscles. His dark hair was always styled neatly and he always wore designer clothes. Sometimes it pissed Susie off that he was such a posing bastard. In the past he’d laughed at her Primark label sticking from her dress and said she needed to up her game if she wanted to be his woman.

  After locking the car up, they both ran to the front door. The rain was falling hard and Susie lifted her handbag over her head to protect her neatly styled locks. The front door now opened and they both entered. Ashley dragged her straight up the stairs into the bedroom. It was obvious his cock was throbbing for her. He was eager to get her kit off and at one point he was yanking at her blouse because he couldn’t undo the buttons. “Fucking get stripped off then, these bollocks need emptying.” Scooping his nuts in his hands he displayed them like a proud peacock. Susie looked pissed off as she rolled her black lacy knickers down her firm thighs. Her underwear had just about hit the floor and he mounted her with a frenzied look.

  Lay on top of her he inserted his throbbing member. “I’m not gonna be long Susie, so don’t be expecting any big long love session. My balls have been aching for you all day.” Susie looked at him crouched on top of her. He was good-looking, and looked so sexy. Her own problems seemed to drift away.

  The two of them lay entwined in each other’s bodies and every jerk he gave made her moan with pleasure. Rolling on top of the red silk bedding he bit onto her bottom lip as he shot his load. Susie looked hot and as he ejaculated, she let out a groan of enjoyment. “Fuck me harder Ash, fuck me.” His body struggled to finish her off but within seconds they’d both found heaven.

  Lying on the bed he rolled to her side. His hand gripped hers, and he kissed her fingertips. “That was alright our kid,” he sniggered.

  Softly punching his waist she chuckled. “You’re a cheeky fucker you are Ash,” Susie loved his cocky attitude. Two naked bodies lay staring at the ceiling. Susie knew he would have something to say now as his constant deep breaths told her he was planning a speech. She wasn’t wrong, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he began. “Right Susie, you can come and move in with me. I could do with a woman’s touch around the place anyway.” Her head turned quickly towards him, her face was red.

  “Ay I’m no fucking cleaner. Tim pays someone to clean our house, so I suggest you get that fucking daft thought right out of your head.” She blew a hard breath. “Me...a cleaner. Get a grip man. You’re so fucking funny you are. You need to take your head from out of your arse and smell the coffee, mate.”

  Ashley loved her bluntness and leant into her face. She could feel his warm breath tickling her cheeks. “You’re mine now love, so you need to start giving a little bit back to this relationship,” his nostrils flared as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Fucking hell, I’ve waited long enough for you, so you owe me big-time.”

  She retaliated, and bolted up from his side. “Yeah you’ve waited for me there’s no denying that, but never in a million years will I be your skivvy.”

  His head wobbled as he started to laugh. “What about a sex slave then?” he rolled on the bed laughing as if he had a feather up his arse.

  Susie held a stern look on her face and spoke with sarcasm. “Yeah I can do that, but any rubber gloves you have bought for me can be shoved right up your arse.” Ashley backpedalled. He loved this woman with all his heart and would have done anything to make her happy.

  “Susie you know I wouldn’t have you cleaning and all that shit. I’m joking with you, Muppet. I just want us to be happy, and if that means getting a cleaner in, so be it.” He looked at her with puppy dog eyes. He was so sincere.

  “I know that Ashley. That’s why I’m here with you. We’ve got a special bond me and you and I’d hate for you to spoil it.” She raised her eyebrows and gave a cunning look. She knew she could wrap him around her little finger and played the game of a besotted woman. She stroked her finger across his bottom lip. “I just need time to sort all this shit out. I mean, I’ve got to manage the brass gaff now,” she fell back onto the bed and shook her head. “Imagine me doing that Ash, I’m dreading it.”

  His face remained frozen. You could tell he was thinking. “Let me run it then. I know all the shit and how it works, so I’ll just do it for you.” Susie didn’t trust Ashley where money was concerned. He would have robbed a blind man to earn a quick few quid. Susie jerked up from the bed and she searched for her knickers.

  “Nar love. I can do it by myself. I don’t want us being connected in anyway just yet. You know what people are like round here, they would put two and two together straight away.” Pulling her body, he cradled her in his grip. She looked like she was suffocating with his love and pulled away struggling. “Right drop me off. I’ve got to go and see Tim’s family. They’ll be going off their heads when they know their golden balls son got slammed for three long uns.” Ashley removed his hands from her body and sat watching her as she started to get ready. He loved her so much and his pain was written all across his face. He would have killed for this woman.

  “Right come on, take me to get my car.” Ashley dragged his tracksuit bottoms on and grabbed his white vest top from the floor. He looked sexy as he slipped his vest over his tanned toned body. Susie located his car keys from the bedside cabinet and passed them to him. She knew what was coming next and planned her speech ready to reply to him. “So are you coming round here later on then, or what?” Susie looked anxious; she gripped his face in her hands.

  “Orr I wish I could babes, I’ve just got so much to do, and once I get to Tim’s mam’s she’ll have me there all night, moaning,” she pointed her finger into his face. “So don’t be phoning me ay.” Ashley growled at her as she walked away from him.

  “It does my head in you know. You’re my woman now, and the sooner everyone knows it, the better.” He rammed his feet inside his trainers.

  “It all comes to those who wait,” Susie giggled. She was trying to make light of the conversation. He wasn’t amused.

  Ashley dropped Susie off near Tim’s parent’s house. Her own car wasn’t far from there. A quick kiss on his cheek and she left his side. “Fucking stalker,” she whispered under her breath as she watched him drive off. Susie trudged towards Tim’s parent’s house. She just hoped his sister wasn’t there visiting. Helen was a right interfering cow and she’d clashed with her, on one or more occasions.

  The sound of a letter box rapping could be heard. A face now came to the window and Susie could see Tim’s sister squashing her face up against the glass. She placed her finger up against the glass and mouthed “One minute.”

  Sighing, Susie took in a deep breath. “Here goes,” she mumbled. The front door swung open and Tim’s mother and sister stood there urging her to come inside. Once the door was closed Helen started to talk.

  “Where’s our Tim?” Susie shook her head and covered her face trying to look upset. She was a brilliant actress and deserved an Oscar for this performance.

  “He’s in prison. He got three years,” she flung her body against the wall and looked like her legs were melting. �
�What am I going to do without him?” Arms were flung around her body from Tim’s mother as she sobbed. Helen just stood watching the drama with a curious look on her face. She hated Susie with a passion and knew now her brother was behind bars she would have to watch her like a hawk.

  “Put the kettle on Helen. Do Susie a sweet cup of tea. She’s a nervous wreck,” Tim’s mother said. Helen blew a hard breath and trudged into the kitchen. Twisting her head back over her shoulder she watched the drama queen still performing for her mother. She didn’t trust her one little bit.

  Susie pulled off the heartbroken girlfriend well. A box of tissues was now placed at her side. Patting the white tissue paper under her eyes she squeezed a few teardrops out. “I’m just so lost without him. He’s my world, what am I going to do without him?”

  Tim’s mother came to her side. She rested her flat palm on her lap as she spoke. “We’re all here for you love. You’re not on your own. Don’t ever think that, we’re your family.” Helen returned carrying three cups hooked around her fingers. She was a big girl and looked like she’d not stopped eating for months. Her short cropped hair sat on her head like a river of grease. Banging the cups down on the table she parked her arse on the sofa. She shot a look at Susie, there was no way she was pulling the wool over her eyes. Helen was listening to her every word.

  Helen secretly blamed Susie for her brother’s imprisonment. Tim had been involved in a fight in the local pub months before and as always Susie was in the middle of it. Helen was there and she watched Susie flirting with all the men in the pub as usual. It was inevitable that before the night was over her brother was going to chin someone. Tim was well-known for having a short fuse and everyone knew not to fuck with him. Helen tried to hold her brother back when the fight first started. He’d seen a man touching Susie’s arse. He was too strong for her to restrain, he was like a caged animal. Helen had to watch him waste the man; there was nothing she could do. She covered her face as he stamped all over man’s head with incredible force, he was ruthless.