"Andy McNab - Immediate Action" - читать интересную книгу автора (McNab Andy)

"John!" somebody called in a loud, anxious whisper.

"John!"

I knew even before I looked through the jagged hole that he would be
dead. We all did. We exchanged glances, then ran back toward the roof
hatch .

John was lying very still; no sound came from his body. He was facedown
on the concrete, a dark pool oozing from the area of his mouth. It
looked shiny in the twilight.

"Let's get out of here," somebody said, and as one we scarpered for the
door. I just wanted to get home and get my head under the covers,
thinking that then nobody would ever find out-as you do, when you're
just eight years old.

The next afternoon there were police swarming all around the flats. We
got in league to make sure we had the same story because basically we
thought we were murderers.

I'd never felt so scared. It was the first time I'd ever seen anybody
dead, but it wasn't the sight of the body that disturbed me; I was far
more concerned about what would happen if I got nicked. I'd seen Z
Cars; I had visions of spending the rest of my life in prison."thought
I'd rather die than have that happen to me.

I'd had a very ordinary childhood up until then."wasn't abused; I wasn't
beaten, I wasn't mistreated. it I, was Just a norma run-of-the-mill
childhood. I had an older brother, who was adopted, but he'd left home
and was in the army. My parents, like everybody else on our estate in
Bermondsey, spent lots of time unemployed and were always skint.

My mum's latest job was in a chocolate factory during the week, and then
at the weekend she'd be in the launderette doing the service washes. The
old man did minicabbing at night and anything he could get hold of
during the day. He would help mend other people's cars and always had a
fifteen-year-old Ford Prefect or Hillman Imp out the front that he'd be
doing things to.

We moved a lot, always chasing work. I'd lived at a total of nine
different addresses and gone to seven schools.

My mum and dad moved down to Heme Bay when I was little. It didn't work
out, and then they had to try to get back on the council.

My mother got pregnant and had a baby boy, and I had to live with my
aunty Nell for a year. This was no hardship at all. Aunty Nell's was
great. She lived in Catford, and the school was just around the corner.
Best of all, she used to give me a hot milk drink at night-and, an