Finlay glanced at me. I was smiling at him. He made a face.
I stared around the knot of men. They were busy reassessing my status.
He thought for a moment. Wasn’t impressed.
“What about the second guy?” Finlay asked.
“Right,” Hubble said. “And it proves it was who I thought it was. So I was really scared. I was thinking, are they looking for me too? Or aren’t they? I just didn’t know.
The file was too thick for just the shooting and running and bleeding to death bits. This guy clearly had more to tell us. I saw him put his fingers on the pages and press lightly. Like he was trying to get vibrations or read the file in Braille.