He nodded. ‘Sorry. I understand. I could drive you.’
He explained the journey to her in more detail. He proposed cutting across Mozambique from the coast, heading north-west to the border with Zimbabwe. From there they would head west, then south, crossing into South Africa at Beitbridge on the Limpopo River. From there, he said, it was less than a day’s drive to Johannesburg. They could make it in three days, which meant if they left Thursday, she could be in the city by the weekend, in time for her meeting on Monday.
She desperately needed to call George. He would be worried sick about her, but she eventually conceded that Alex was right and she would have to wait until she got to the mainland to call him. She tried asking him if he could bring his trip forward to today, but he said so
