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It wasn’t a good day for Mornington. Late arrivals at the Port, plus a crate of Bourbon going missing and to top it all off, suddenly, for no known reason, City Hall officials had decided to halt his progress on the renovations of the cavernous cellars below the hotel.
“What?! You mean you lost the only spare key to the main gate for the sewer network?”
The tired Port hand gazed up at Mornington and nodded…
“Yessir!”
“Get out! Go make yourself useful at the lighthouse dock…now I’ll need to go get another damn key cut…”
An hour later, Mornington met up with Charlie and the tall blonde woman, and all three gazed at a pile of newly rolled iron sheeting and iron brace holder that had been delivered to the main cave directly below the lift shaft going up into the hotel’s bar…
Charlie was the first to speak…
“Ok boss, I give up, da hell is all this for?”
Mornington grinned and beckoned the other two to follow him.
“All that steel and sheeting is going to be installed here…”
Both the blonde woman and Charlie’s jaw dropped.
“You mean… you are going to cover the entrance to the main cellars in sheet steel?! Isn’t that a bit overboard?”
“Charlie, Charlie, Charlie…” said Mornington as he tutted…
“NOTHING is overboard when it comes to Ginsburg being back in town. With her back in town it means the Gangplank is back in business. With the Gangplank back in business it means she’ll try and stir up trouble with the port boys, with the port boys being swayed it means no more cut cost delivery…and it also means Sir Sir Lord Duke Sir Lighthouse will come scurrying back.”
Mornington tapped out his ornate ivory pipe…
The blonde woman turned around and looked at Vic…
“…but hold on…these back cellars only hold the Chivas…you are going overboard with steel plate to stop folks gaining access to the Chivas?”
Mornington grinned…
“Not folks… just one particular person…”
