A Right Old Fiasco in Borrington

Gabriel leans forward on the wrought iron balcony, can of lager in hand, and smiles to himself. 'Man, this feels good. Yes Sir. Gabriel Brown is back in town. No longer prisoner FU8123. No more being told when to wash, when to eat, when to sleep.' But as for being a free man... Ray Butner, a notorious Borrington crime lord now serving a life sentence, has other ideas. A stash of diamonds need to be collected and Gabriel has 24 hours to do as ordered, or face the consequences....
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Gabriel leans forward on the wrought iron balcony, can of lager in hand, and smiles to himself. 'Man, this feels good. Yes Sir. Gabriel Brown is back in town. No longer prisoner FU8123. No more being told when to wash, when to eat, when to sleep.' But as for being a free man... Ray Butner, a notorious Borrington crime lord now serving a life sentence, has other ideas. A stash of diamonds need to be collected and Gabriel has 24 hours to do as ordered, or face the consequences. Meanwhile... Jason groans aloud as he stares at the reflection mocking him in the mirror. 'Jason Sinclair, you are a mess. Just how much did I drink last night? And what the hell did I do?' Stomach churning, head thumping, he struggles to gulp down his second mug of instant black coffee. The toast had already gone in the bin, tasted more like cardboard than bread, scrapping some green mould off the crust with a pair of scissors hadn't exactly helped his appetite. Looks down at the decree nisi. 'Eight years of marriage down the drain, living in a pokey bedsit and the threat of redundancy from the job I love, but surely there's a light at the end of the tunnel.' Only that light is an oncoming train in the guise of two bumbling and unorthodox detectives who are determined to make his life a living hell.