CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Arriving at the port, Steel found Pat and Graaf sitting in a car park near the entrance to the terminal and pulled up close to Pat’s car and got out, leaving the Bimmer’s engine idling.
‘Any problems?’ Steel asked, knowing there wouldn’t have been. If there were, Graaf would have been in the trunk.
‘Nah, the man might be a monster, but he’s alright,’ Pat said with a grin.
Steel didn’t even want to know what they had chosen to discuss on the journey down to the port, but whatever it was probably wasn’t legal.
‘Come on, Graaf; we’ve got a ferry to catch,’ Steel said, leaning on the open window of Pat’s car.
Graaf grumbled, got out, and walked towards Steel’s BMW.
‘Thanks, Pat; I’ll catch you around. And stay out of trouble,’ Steel said with a laugh, shaking his frie
