Chapter Six
The secure underground car park is badly lit. A stocky man with a shaved head drives out quickly from inside past the heavy gates.
They close behind the brown SUV as it waits to move into the busy traffic, behind two other identical brown SUV’ s, out onto the main road.
The white Fish Friday Company Home Delivery van pulls out from a loading bay in front of the exclusive apartment block and passes the line of brown SUV’ s. The product is now being sent to the people.
The stocky man drives in the opposite direction to the others and heads away at speed from the city into the suburbs. Day light is fading fast. Heavy dark yellow clouds sit on top of the city’s highest buildings. The working day is finished. Thousands of office lights turn on. They twinkle and flicker in gold a
