Judas stopped thinking about cars or buses instantly. His mind was back on that train, the Ley Line Express, where he had met the White Witch, what felt like years ago. He was stung by the question and his hackles started to rise.
“Didn’t know that it was common knowledge, Meg. How do you know about it and more importantly, why bring her up now?”
Meg dropped a couple of gears and put the pedal down to the mat so that they could clear a junction before the lights turned red. The short burst of acceleration forced him back into the leather; it gave ever so slightly and then released him back into position. Meg checked her rear-view mirror before speaking.
“Don’t be so sensitive, inspector, why do you think I’m asking? Do you really think that the Silent King needs to threaten you or someo
