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His eyes darting left and right Kieran searched the car park, both for somewhere to park — what better place, he had realised, to hide the car the police would be looking for soon, if they weren’t already, than amongst hundreds of others — and for a replacement vehicle.
It would be so much better, he thought, if he could hotwire a car, but that was something he had not the first clue how to do.
He also kept an eye out for security guards, or anyone else who might observe what he was up to.
Nothing that was a cause for concern caught his eye by the time he found a vacant parking space. There were several, for the car park was far from full, but he ignored the first few he came to because they were all together, and he didn’t want to leave the car noticeable by its isolation. He parke
