Downstream

have been another mile or
so.’
They’d been in the Thames
for around half an hour, and
they were about three-
quarters of a mile upriver
from Limehouse. Barefoot,
wet and freezing, the two
men ‘ran down the highway’
for home, with Matthew’s
underpants full of mud. Tom,
still waiting at the flat, told
them, ‘I reckoned you’d
either drowned or you hadn’t,