‘What the f**k was that?’ he said, turning the lights back on. In front of the van, right in the headlights, was Adrian, immobile with his hands in his pockets.
I suddenly unfroze. I moved towards the van door on my side and tried to open it. It was locked. I began to look for the unlock button.
I heard a terrible racket of metal scraping. The van door on Clyde’s side had been ripped from the van hinges. Adrian poked his head into the van. I saw him smile as he said in a mundane tone of voice ‘Am I interrupting?’
What happened next was unreal.
Clyde growled. Yes, growled like an angry dog and threw himself at Adrian, making him stumble to the floor.
And believe me, throwing Adrian onto the floor is not exactly easy. Adrian got up immediately and hit Clyde hard and fast, hurling him se
