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 a dit 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,...
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