The thick is plottening over at Love Bytes.
Johnny gave the taxi driver the name of a road, one Roger had never heard of, although the driver nodded his recognition and set off.
“And do you have your questioning strategy ready?” Roger asked, as he watched out of the cab window.
“Oh, no. We’ll wing it.”
“I’ll remember that when we’re banged up in a police cell for causing trouble. I sometimes wish we’d never met, because my life would have been a lot more simple, then.” Less heartache, certainly. Fewer times he’d have had to hold his tongue and sit on his hands.