In his van across the road from Marina Heights, Tooth watched the breakdown truck emerge from the car park and turn east. Moments later he was startled by the sight of a small, silver Ford, with two people in the front, moving fast in the same direction as the truck, racing past other vehicles and vanishing into the mist.
Where had it sprung from?
Had Copeland escaped in the rear of the truck? Should he chase after it, too, and see? But what if he was wrong? What if he did that and Copeland left the building in his car, with the tyre replaced, and he lost him?
It was a gamble either way. Stay put, he decided.
A few minutes later he would see he had made the right decision.