The line went dead as quick as before. Polly looked at the phone like there might be some kind of technical fault.

“Still not answering?” Tuesday asked, as Polly took off the back to check the SIM card.

“No, and I’m getting worried.”

“About what?” Tuesday asked sagely.

“Maybe something happened to him. Like he’s fallen down a well.”

“A well? Downtown?” Tuesday asked, just to be clear. ...