Jack bit his lip.
“Jack?” smiled Jill, the confidence wavering in her voice,
“We’re doing the right thing aren’t we?”
”Of course we are, Jill,” he said, ”Of course we are...”


Pleasant Break Services

Jack sneered at the sign-post, and turned the saloon down the dark and leafy slip road towards the fluorescent light of the service station,

He watched her in the rear view mirror, her eyes snapping open like a child’s, the fleeting, momentary wince as reality dawned on her.
“We’re nearly there,” said Jack, gently, “You’d better get ready. Remember, if you see anyone suspicious, just get the hell out and don’t turn back.”
“Jill, I mean it. Please, don’t do anything-“