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The garage door slid closed behind Neil and Lee with a muted thump. It had been open for no longer than the time it took to get the car inside. It hadn’t even been fully raised before it was lowered, hiding the interior of the garage, and especially the car; not that anyone could see the interior of the garage with the gate on that side of the yard closed.
Neil and Lee got out of the car together, having brought the Vauxhall Corsa they had stolen earlier that day to the garage owned by Lee’s uncle. Together they waited for James Turner, who joined them without delay.
“What d’you think?” Lee asked of his uncle.
Neil said nothing, he rarely did when in the presence of his friend’s uncle, he had absolutely no desire to draw Turner’s attention; one look at James Turner was enough to kno
