The truth.

Part 8.

A furious Del bangs on the door repeatedly with no answer, only for a Jaguar to pull up beside him. "What'd you want cocker?" Freddie calls out, smoking his cigar. Del turns to face his mum's secret lover. "Listen, I know your little plan alright!" He walks over. Fred steps out of his car and the tall man lines up in front of Del to show his threat. "What little plan?" He acts confused. "Now don't go giving me that attitude. I know what your doing Freddie the frog and it stops right now!" But Fred completely avoids and brushes past him. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Yes you do, I know you're planning to move to Devon." Del tells him, Freddie stops as he is put in his place. "So c'mon, why's no one told me?" "The later you hear the better. Jog along." Freddie replies but avoiding Reg's son. "I am not going anywhere till you tell me exactly what is going on!" Del exclaims, walking up beside him. "Step away from the door." Fred urges the teenager to resist him from hurting somebody. "I said, step away from the door." Soon enough Del get's the message and steps away. "Listen cocker, I'm taking your mum and Rodney, my son away for a little bit." He explains. "Well i deserve time come as well then!" "No you're not. You're old enough to look after yourself aren't you?" Fred lights out his fag and steps on it. "Yeah..." "So I'd appreciate if you don't ruin that for your mum now, okay?" Del doesn't answer, he walks away with hands in his pockets and looking down at the floor in defeat. Fred watches over at the boy. It's not that he doesn't like the boy, it's the fact it's Reg's flesh and blood.