<strong>THOSE WHO ARE ABOUT TO NICK A FEW BIRDS AND TWO OLD STONES</strong><br/><br/>The door slammed behind the four women.<br/><br/>Chaumont Butts cleaned his finger nails with a nasty piece of work that was a cross between a chain saw and a bayonet.<br/><br/>Horace Neglee  faced the four new arrivals with his back to the door. He was the spokesperson.<br/><br/>“Allo, allo, allo!” Horace said, “Welcome to our kidnapping.”<br/><br/>“Don’t try anything brave and foolish.” Horace motioned to his companion in crime.  “Mr Butts.”<br/><br/>“Buust!’ Chaumont corrected.<br/><br/>“Yeah.. Mr. Butts here and me don’t mind cutting down the herd if you get what I mean.”