Audrey quashed the immediate sense of embarrassment that they’d invaded someone’s privacy, but that, she thought, was probably a hangover of paranoia from city life. She felt these things deeply stitched into her bones and was slowly unpicking them.
The man was tall and slightly built. Beneath a bright red beanie, his dark hair was almost to his shoulders and thick stubble shadowed his face that lit with a warm and attractive smile as he approached.
‘Hi there,’ he said, in a voice that held the lilt of a Canadian accent. ‘Are you lost?’ Close up, he looked to be in his mid to late forties and his face, like Quin’s, didn’t have the weathered look of someone who had spent his years outdoors.
Max extended his arm through the open window of the car. The two men shook hands.
‘We were just h
