The pretty intense events of yesterday had left him feeling utterly exhausted. Long periods of mental concentration intermixed with short but intense spells of nervous tension had fatigued him so much that his fretful mind had no choice other than to succumb to the deep sleep it craved so badly. Whilst still being haunted by the distressing memories of Rebecca’s death, John has also been suffering from anxiety attacks and paranoia. He has a very real fear that either his activities over the recent days or those he has planned for the coming week will result in him getting murdered at some unknowable point in the very near future, a thought that he’s struggling to shake from his mind. Being a street-wise policeman who’s trained to be watchful for people acting suspiciously, he’d felt pretty confident at the time that there hadn’t been anyone following him across town. However, if Slater’s as good as John fears then maybe he’d actually been under observation the whole time without him realising it.
