Aiden Evans leaned forward as much as he could, his face close enough to the windscreen that the cold seeped into his skin. The snowflakes were coming down at a rapid pace, making it impossible to see the road in front of him. The windscreen wipers swished back and forth, back and forth, on top speed, but it didn’t help.
His was the only vehicle on the road. No sane person would drive in this weather. Aiden didn’t have a choice. Or he guessed he could have waited until the morning, but the walls in his rooms had been closing in at the same rate as his lungs had contracted—he’d had to leave. He couldn’t stand his tiny white flat, couldn’t stand sitting there all alone, when the rest of the world was preparing for Christmas.
The heater spluttered again. It had done so a few times during th
