“I'm not sure,” Oriyanna replied, staring at her half empty glass of orange juice, “twelve hours or so, a day at best.”
“I need to phone Lucie,” Adam sighed. “I need to warn her!” He pushed his half eaten breakfast away and reached for the basic prepay mobile that Sam had bought half an hour ago from the local hypermarket. Having purchased a phone, toiletries and some more clothes for Oriyanna, they'd all headed to the large disabled toilet at the back of the store. Taking turns at the sink they'd managed to get a pretty decent wash, although a shower was what each of them really needed. A bit of soap, deodorant and a quick brush of the teeth with a change of clothes had been better than nothing. Sam had also expertly dressed the small wound on Adam's arm caused by the one shot which had
