The rain came down heavy and hard, with raindrops the size of peas hammering against every surface, making dull thuds with each impact. The streets became like lakes, drains bubbled, and fountains of water spewed from the draining systems, as they were unable to cope with the watery onslaught. The sky above the Southampton port loomed with grey mountainous clouds that crackled and flashed as a storm brewed within. It had been several weeks since John Steel had arrived back home in Britain. The trip he had considered to have been most productive and fruitful in many ways. He had spent some time at the office of the company his family had founded some many years ago, to speak with the chairman of the board, to ensure everything was running smoothly, but mostly to make sure he wasn’t needed
