He left Amy standing on the pavement as he skipped across the road and walked towards a line of recycle bins.
Amy watched him take something from his pocket and step in behind the bins, out of sight. He then reappeared at her side, continuing their walk. She ran along beside him, trying to keep up.
“What was that about? What’s with the rubbish bins?”
“A Veteran,” Jack grumbled. “I hate it.”
“Hate what? Is he ok?” Amy looked back over her shoulder but couldn’t see anyone.
“Well, he would be if our government pulled their socks up and looked after them when they’d done their bit for the country. He’s ex SAS. That’s a million pounds worth of training right there; leadership, planning, adaptability, loyalty, team building, mental strength, linguist, intelligence gathering, analysis, engin
