“Are these things ever on time?” Adam heard someone grumble as he eased through a gap between two portly men. One held a beer can in his hand, his movement only serving to slosh the can’s contents onto a woman who was seated below him, reading a magazine.
ever “Do you mind!” Adam heard the woman exclaim.
mindThey reached their seats, breathing a sigh of relief as they hoisted their bags into the overheard storage space, leaving only a couple of smaller items to rest on the table between them. Adam glanced around, aware how uncomfortably hot the train was becoming as the last of its passengers shuffled through.
“This should clear after the first couple of stops,” he told Victoria. “It’s where most people get off.”
Their train had been late arriving into Euston, leaving them in no doubt
