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The sky is plagued with thick, grey clouds. The worst kind of weather for this job.
Where the hell is global warming when you need it?
My heart has been in my mouth since we left HQ, beating like it’s about to explode. I won’t let the others know how nervous I am though. Best keep it buried and pray that adrenalin gets me through the next few hours.
Erin is beside me in the front of the van; her jet-black hair pulled back in a ponytail; her big green eyes burning with enthusiasm.
Michael is next to her, unruffled as ever, his focus on the road ahead, like we’re heading to fix someone’s broken pipe.
“How much further, sir?” I ask him, just as we join another dual carriageway.
“Raring to go, is it, Sean?” He looks over at me and grins with his pearly set of choppers.
“Something lik
