[A fortnight]
Leo sat in the back of a hired car, his luggage occupying the seat beside him as they made their way through Wigan.
It wasn't his usual car, and the unfamiliar interior had left him with little to do beyond watching the town pass through the window.
The driver, meanwhile, had been stealing occasional glances at him through the rear-view mirror.
He would look ahead whenever Leo's eyes shifted, only to check again a few moments later.
Leo hadn't said anything and didn't look like he planned on saying anything.
He seemed content to leave him to it, resting one arm against the door while the streets passed by.
A vibration against his thigh eventually drew his attention away from the window.
He reached into his pocket and took out his phone, and when he did, a new notification from Noah was waiting on the screen.
Noah: Where are you?
Leo opened the conversation and typed away a reply.
Leo: I should be home in a few.
