Joey Lynch was a troublemaker,most would say.So it didn’t surprise you when you watched him getting arrested from your garden wall.Katie,from right beside you,nodded her head in his direction. “Hey,isn’t that the lad who works with your dad?” She asked as you watched one of the male Gardaí pin him to the side of the paddy wagon.Instead of keeping his mouth shut like the others,Joey laughed and taunted the Garda,who was roughly patting him down.Dressed in his oversized navy hoodie that concealed his blonde hair,he continued to talk back to the Garda,goading him into losing his cool with him.

“Joey Lynch.” You replied with a sigh. “And yep.It sure is.”

Snatching the cigarette that was balancing between Joey’s lips,the Garda tossed it to the ground and stamped on it.

“He’s a walking red flag.” Katie continued. “Why is he hanging out with Shane Holland?” Shane was bad news,and everyone knew it.It was common knowledge that he was a dealer.Joey hanging around him was a bad move.A really bad move.