The policeman, meanwhile, endured a torrid night on the couch. His sleep was tortured and erratic; peppered with fear and dread. They ate breakfast together and then parted to go their separate ways for the day. Lucas had his job to do and Lucy had an appointment to keep with a new friend. She did not expect her car to be ready (partial power via portable generators had only recently been put in place), but that did not stifle her optimism when she arrived at Armareth’s garage. The door was not locked and Lucy entered without bothering to knock. Armareth was working on the underside of her car, but he did not notice her enter due to the loud music coming from his office. It was not the CD player this time, but the radio. She crossed over to the office and turned the volume down. ‘Mr Armareth?’ she queried, returning to the workshop. ‘Please, call me Davo,’ replied the mechanic, emerging dusty and greasy from beneath the vehicle. ‘You’ve arrived at the perfect time. I was just about to take my morning smoko.’ He grabbed a rag from a worktop and as he rubbed the excess grime from his hands, he nodded over to where the kettle was kept.
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