"A night out on the town", Henry said, "some drinks at the pub and some laughs", he said. Hard to argue with a fox when he pulls up in his Jaguar SS100 with the top down, promising adventure. Okay, okay, I'll go.

After some drinks and some smokes and some conversations with the fox's shady associates it turns out that adventure includes stealing a package from and old garage out on the city limits and running it over to a friend's house out in the countryside. Easy peasy? Oh yes, and there might be mobsters, so here's this Tommy Guns, I've had enough practice, right? Of of course. How dangerous will this be? Oh, there might be mobsters.

Yes, there were mobsters. Silly of me to trust a fox.


A fantastic commission by  Scribbles-N-Bits dreamt up and paid for by longtime friend and fancy animal enthusiast,  wolf459

Jean-Renaud belongs to me, same as ever, and the fox Henry belongs to  wolf459