The Gillespies are pieces o’ work, man. Fergus is a gobshite wi’ too much tae say for hi’self and no much going on upstairs, and Mari, she’s about as trustworthy as my Uncle Rabbie, no’ that he’s my real uncle, and he’s spent half his life inside a prison rock on the other side of the Belt, the stupid arse. Mari wis forever getting people intae bother at the school, but come time for a reckoning she wis naewhere tae be seen. Crafty, her. It’s been a nightmare being stuck in this can wi’ the pair o’ them for six