Chapter 8“I'd like to detour into Sainsburys on the way back. Sandra and I are both going to be working late. We've already stocked the fridge, but I want to pick up some snacks and drop them into my flat.”
Sanjay considered making another comment about who was wearing the trousers, but then thought better than to voice it.
“What are you smiling at?” Alex enquired, seeing his amused expression.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” he responded defensively.
Having collected an assortment of tasty morsels, selected for flavour, simplicity and being easy to compile, Alex returned to the car. He lifted his stylus and sent a text a message to advise Sandra, muttering as he did about how he hated using the touchscreen because his fingers were too meaty to properly work the keys.
Within seconds his ph
