Part 33:
linkSUNDAY
Is that Gwen’s car? Arthur cranes his head, looking. The traffic light changes and he growls as he hits the accelerator.
She said she was running to the market. That’s a café. He looks in the rear view mirror.
That’s her car. I know it is. He stomps into the firehouse minutes later, looking around. “Paul,” he calls. “Paul!”
“What?” the large man looks up.
“Can I borrow your car for a few minutes?” Arthur asks. Merlin looks up, puzzled.
“Um,...
