From the Dead
“He parked on Golden Square and walked towards Soho. It was considerably milder than it had been earlier in the day – hardly balmy, but bearable – and the working women in the strip-lit doorways of the Brewer Street bars were showing a little more flesh than of late.
Considering the other risks they ran every day, a few goose pimples were neither here nor there.
Gary Brand called back as Thorne was walking, said he’d managed to dig up a few names from Alan Langford’s past who had probably been in Spain at one time or another. It was all a bit vague, he admitted, apologising, but the best he could come up with at such short notice. Thorne thanked him anyway and scribbled down the names, his mobile wedged between chin and shoulder.
‘So, Spain still favourite, is it?’ ‘With a bit of luck I’ll know a lot more in a few minutes,’ Thorne said.
He had already arrived at one of several shops in the area popular with both bargain hunters and dirty old men.
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