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M40 Motorway – The Next Day––––––––
Spies love cars. That’s what Alon had taught Petra: ‘There’s no better location than a moving car for getting into someone’s head with the goal of rearranging it. The closed space invites confidences, the shared momentum suggests intimacy, and the controlled environment gives the spy the upper hand; far, far better than a restaurant where a waiter is guaranteed to interrupt at the most delicate time in a meeting; the moment when a spy is teasing out a tangled secret that makes the agent wince with remorse for his betrayal.
Well, a 90-minute run between Wallingford and central London wasn’t exactly Land’s End to John O’Groats but Petra reckoned it was good enough. It needed to be because that was all Petra was getting.
She’d got a call from Rafi at
