Velocity, Page 30

  Spike barks.

  Corey turns to him with a hard whisper: ‘Does it look like I have the lucky bucket with me?’

  Judd takes a breath, rises and scans the sidewalk to locate the German. He doesn’t see him but another blast of shotgun pellets rattles into the car’s roof. He ducks, mind racing. The whole world thinks he’s a steely-eyed missile man so this would be the perfect time to devise an ingenious solution and prove it to himself.

  His hands go Rubik and he turns to the others. ‘Okay. I’ve got a plan.’