Seven
The sky was cloudless and the sun had recently passed its peak when Derek made his way across the courtyard and towards the passenger door of the van. He wiped moisture from his brow as Herbert followed out behind him and went to open the door.
‘A bit of heat is a lot more like it, Herb.’
‘Let’s get you out and about then. Jump up in that cab, dear chap.’
‘Careful or you’re paying for Llewellyn’s goods yourself, my dear chap.’
Herbert rolled his eyes and began to shuffle Derek up and onto the seat. He slammed the door just after Derek had his legs inside and quickly ran around to the driver’s door, jumping in and pulling a seat belt round Derek.
‘You okay there?’ he asked and Derek nodded, pulling his beard out from under the seat belt. Herbert then went back around the van and
