Clive returned to the doorway. “What are you doing?” he asked. “We need to go.” “I owe this guy one,” Sophie said. She kicked Pochard hard in the stomach. “And that’s for sleeping with Clive’s wife,” she added. “Wha…?” Pochard asked as Clive rolled his eyes. “Really?” Clive asked. Sophie flashed him a grin and then was past him in a blur of movement. Clive shook his head and followed.
