Chapter 60
What was the best plan of action? He had a spare set of car keys at
home, but that would mean getting a taxi there and back and…No, he
rejected the idea. He realised calling out the AA would be the best
bet. But once again his pockets didn’t yield what he sought.
Another look through the window revealed his mobile phone lying on
the floor in the front passenger foot well. “Fucking hell” was
added to the litany of oaths.
Trudging back to the
supermarket, Paul dug in his jeans pocket for some change for the
pay phone in the entrance. At least it hadn’t been
vandalised.
“Is there a child or a pet
in the car, sir?” the efficient and mechanical sounding telephonist
asked.
“No, why?”
“I’m afraid then it’s a
lower priority.”
“Shit. Oh, sorry. It’s
just—” The now out and definitely proud Paul didn’t think it would
serve any useful purpose to tell the woman that he needed to get
back to his boyfriend as they had only had sex for the first time