On Any Given Day ; Chapter 6

Parking the SUV, Jack turned to Andy. "You might need this." He handed him a gun. "Don't worry, it isn't loaded. Meant to scare, not kill."

Andy took the gun reluctantly. "That's good then, is it?"

Jack smiled. "Oh, yeah."

They entered the bar and looked around. Jack's eyes came to rest on Paulie and his 'body guard'. Jack knew the type. Had seen them enough times. Men trying to look and act hard. Scaring smaller men. Intimidating them into submission, and Jack loathed them.

Approaching the table, Jack stopped, leaned his hands on the wood and leaned forward.

"I think you have something that belongs to a friend of mine and I'd like it back."

Paulie cocked his head to one side and smiled at George. "Get rid of him."

"Sure, boss."

George went to move forward.

"I'd stay where I was if I were you," said Andy, pointing his gun at the man.

George looked at Paulie, who nodded.

"What makes you think I have something that belongs to your…friend?"

Jack smiled. "It's fitted with a tracking device."

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Owen paced outside Ianto's room and as the doctor came out, he caught his arm.

"How is he?"

The doctor half smiled. "A lot better than he was a few minutes ago. We'll know more in a few hours. But I think he's over the worst."

Owen nodded and went to sit with Tosh.

"Any word from Jack?" he asked her.

"No. He's in the bar."

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Paulie looked from the Captain to George. "What do you think, George? Can you take them?"

Jack ran a hand over his face. "You can try."

Paulie licked his lips. "What if…and I say if, I had this, this item of your friends and I gave it back. Hypothetically, would it be no harm, no foul?"

Jack shook his head. "My friend was badly beaten and left for dead. I call that harm."

"But…hypothetically, it wasn't me…if I have the item. I didn't…what shall I say…do the deed."

Jack held out his hand. "The phone, if you please."

Handing over the phone, Paulie looked from Jack to Andy. "Now what?"

Jack put the phone in his coat pocket. "That's up to this officer." Jack turned to Andy. "Receiving stolen goods, wouldn't you say?"

"At the very least."

George went to move.

"Stay where you are, big guy. Don't want to have to use this," Andy shook the gun for effect.

"Take it easy," said Paulie. "We don't want anyone to get hurt now, do we?"

"Oh, but I'd like to hurt the men that beat my friend up," remarked Jack, quickly.

Paulie straightened up in his chair. "Don't think I know them."

"So," began Jack. "this phone just fell into your pocket?"

Paulie shifted uneasily. "Okay, okay. What if I tell you their names, what 's in it for me?" He looked at the look on George's face. "…for us. Sorry, George."

Jack looked at Andy, who nodded. "Their names and addresses."

Paulie nodded.

TBC