Tank POV
We left the meeting and hopped into the truck, heading to the baby shop. Fixer was on her phone to Uncle Simon to organise another bunkhouse through the same men she used last time, and explained why. The phone was on blue tooth, as I could hear every word, and Uncle Simon was laughing as Fixer explained the courses she made them do, to return back as staff, he told her she did good, that they were too comfortable in their jobs, thinking they were indispensable, and most likely had underestimated her, which we both know they did.
The shop was full of baby gear. I hadn't ever been in here to really look, yeah, had taken Sticks, and other club ladies here, but not paid attention, and often not come in, it didn't interest me, until now, and I am suddenly overwhelmed with all the di
