Being For The Benefit Of Mr Kite! - Plot & Excerpts
Hadn't been in this area in a thousand years. I didn't feel like drinking coffee. Had a small fruit salad and a glass of orange juice.It had been a few hours since I'd left the Stand Alone. I hadn't got any more information from Janine, but maybe that didn't matter. It was never going to be so easy that I would turn up there and she would give me an address. If it had been that straightforward, Agent Crosskill and Agent No Name would have been water boarding Janine months earlier. I'd left the Stand Alone and walked along the Clyde. Every now and again I'd lean on a railing and watch the river flow by. The river, any river, is even more of a metaphor than a jigsaw. The flow of life. The step that cannot be retraced, time ever marching forward. But this wasn't about the river, not this time. The fact that the Stand Alone looked out at the Clyde was coincidental. The Jigsaw Man might have selected this spot so that he could look out on the water, but it didn't play a part in this. It did help me think, however, and within a few minutes of leaving the café I had made the first logical and obvious connection – a connection I would surely have thought of in my previous confinement if I'd only been allowed time to think.
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