“Good,” he said, his body shuddering as if he was cold, his eyes closing as if in pleasure. “Go to the car and drive away—quickly. You’re done here.”
I was puzzled, but I didn’t need telling twice. I’d find it hard to explain myself if anyone did catch me f*****g about here, nicking someone’s crash helmet. I got in the car and eased away. As far as I knew, the whole visit had gone unnoticed. I could still smell the little weirdo in the car, but not having him there with me now was a relief.
I wondered if I was mad, putting up with him. None of it made much sense, but what the f**k. With any luck I could resurrect the meal I’d been preparing when this had all started.
When I’d finished eating I felt as if the whole incident had been something I’d dreamed up. I looked at my hand. There wa
