It was one of those moments in every relationship, and Jack offered no manly defence. Hidden depths? Mandy dismissed that thought as ridiculous, ‘C’mon, let’s get you home.’
She drove and he slept, answered a call with the hands free, ‘Hi, Mandy, he didn’t call, and his phone is off, how did it go?’
‘Sorry, Michael, scot free and back to DCI.’
‘What? Fantastic, is he there?’
She chanced a look, ‘In a manner of speaking.’
* * *
Michael had to shake his dad awake, then steer him to the front door where Colleen stood and waved. Mandy shrugged acknowledgement and allowed the engine to idle as she contemplated going back to her flat, a hint of despair as she pressed the accelerator; how did she feel about Liz and Carly? What was interesting was she forgot about Jack as her nerves increase
