G CALCULATED THE TIME DIFFERENCE.
She’s probably home now.
Having just survived a hair-raising experience; hunger, thirst, fear, and exhaustion; his longing for the comforts of home was greatly magnified.
Never again, he promised himself.
At precisely 21:35, the overnight train pulled out of the station. Bryce waited patiently until most of the passengers had settled in their seats. Then he made his move. He removed his djellaba and improvised tote bag, casually handed them to G.
‘Mate, watch these for me?’
‘Sure, no problem.’
The Aussie casually walked over to the sleeping berth, called a couchette. With eleven separate four-berth compartments, he was hoping he could convince a four-some to give up theirs for a reasonable price.
He knocked on the first compartment; a middle-aged C
