A small nudge and the wheels of his imagination rock.
Why’s she late? The train must have been delayed.
But the wheels have begun to turn now.
What if she was run over and is now being whisked to the hospital, sirens blaring?
Maybe she lost her phone and an opportune thief stole her bag. She’ll be a Jane Doe.
How long should he wait to ring the hospitals?
Maybe he’ll discover that she’s really a spy and before she died, she’d hid information and he must complete her mission.
His phone beeps – Train delayed. Home in five. x