Chapter Twenty: Another Meeting, Another TimeWith the discovery of Tim's bike, they both knew what to do. Without any hesitation, they returned to Jamie's house, little more than ten minutes away and grabbed a couple of torches. Jamie led Sarah to the backyard and the small shed where he kept his bikes.
“This is my new one,” he said, pulling out a fine-looking mountain bike, its tyres barely worn. It was in stark contrast to the rusted heap behind it, its own tyres so thin they were in danger of splitting at any moment. “You take the new one,” he said.
This was not a time to argue, so she sat astride it and waited for Jamie to find some oil and squirt it into the chain of the older bicycle. Then, all set, they rode off, pedalling as if their lives depended on it, towards the pawnbroker's
