Frodd noticed a white Range Rover turn swiftly east wards, and he thought it was the most recent model Jaguar Land Rover Automotive PLC, had produced. He was waiting to turn right, to avoid hitting an SUV parked wrongly, by his left and a mini bus who had crossed his parking line, just opposite him.
"Sh...!" Frodd wanted to curse, till Ava's eyes froze him. She had always warned him to behave himself around her eleven year old.
He searched with his eyes, if Brit had a traffic staff to help watch his sides.
There was none.
The car park was fairly large, and had been designed in a way to make parking, and driving out easy...
Yet some morons still won't drive and park properly. Frodd thought inwardly. He did a mental calculation about his next move, if he reversed, and turned left, drving out would be impossible cos the mini bus had taken a greater part of the free way, unless the driver appears, he will have to wait.
Frodd checked the time.
3.45pm.
He muttered a curse.
