Chapter 8 – Page 006
Give the man a break, the last time he had to sleep rough was when his ex-wife kicked him out of the house.
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Panel 1 (wide):
The motorcade, with motorcycle escort, pulls out of the police station garage.
CAROL: Was that lip, Sergeant?
ADJUTANT: Wouldnae dream of it, ma’am.
Panel 2:
Sleeping soundly in a lorry park with a hood over his face, a grizzled Sam Wording clearly hasn’t completely acclimatised to the fugitive lifestyle.
Panel 3:
Same view. The motorcade screams past, jolting him awake.
SAM: Bwagh!
Panel 4 (wide):
Sam hops on the back of a departing lorry as it vacates Edinburgh down the motorway.
SAM: Damn it all, I only just got here!
SAM: Where the hell are you going, Carol?
SI (box): ‘Where the hell are we going, Nancy?’
NANCY (box): ‘Language.’
The motorcade, with motorcycle escort, pulls out of the police station garage.
CAROL: Was that lip, Sergeant?
ADJUTANT: Wouldnae dream of it, ma’am.
Panel 2:
Sleeping soundly in a lorry park with a hood over his face, a grizzled Sam Wording clearly hasn’t completely acclimatised to the fugitive lifestyle.
Panel 3:
Same view. The motorcade screams past, jolting him awake.
SAM: Bwagh!
Panel 4 (wide):
Sam hops on the back of a departing lorry as it vacates Edinburgh down the motorway.
SAM: Damn it all, I only just got here!
SAM: Where the hell are you going, Carol?
SI (box): ‘Where the hell are we going, Nancy?’
NANCY (box): ‘Language.’