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Amber, Ebony and Anna stood huddled close together on the tiny walkway leading to the busy Matilda Cafe. At this time of the evening, the cafe car was crowded with Red Class passengers all looking for a snack relevant to their budget that would sustain them through the coming night. These were folk who, for reasons of financial constraint, chose fast-food snacks as their evening meal as opposed to the fine dining experience in the Queen Adelaide Restaurant car on offer to those traveling in Gold and Platinum Classes.
“We need to separate,” Amber said to Ebony and Anna. She spoke loudly to be heard above the rattling of the train over the tracks.
“What? Why?” Anna asked.
“They’ll be looking for three women,” Amber explained. “If they spot the three of us together, how much further do
