Chapter 8 – Page 007
Welcome tae Glesga!
Be advised that jokes about the fried Mars bars will not endear you to the locals.
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Glasgow, morning. Down the Great Western Road, with Kelvingrove on one side and the University on the other, Nancy and Si are tiny pinpricks in the city’s grid system.
SI: Sorry, where the heck we going?
NANCY: I was hoping the String would tell me but it’s transmitting in bagpipes and fried Mars bars, so beats me.
NANCY: This is Luna Incognita. We need a guide.
TITLE: String
SUBTITLE: Chapter 8: The New Firm
Glasgow, morning. Down the Great Western Road, with Kelvingrove on one side and the University on the other, Nancy and Si are tiny pinpricks in the city’s grid system.
SI: Sorry, where the heck we going?
NANCY: I was hoping the String would tell me but it’s transmitting in bagpipes and fried Mars bars, so beats me.
NANCY: This is Luna Incognita. We need a guide.
TITLE: String
SUBTITLE: Chapter 8: The New Firm