in coming. He reckoned Jago wouldn't return to the Salthouse Inn, so he himself didn't wait there. Instead, he went back to Sea Dreams and paced in the caravan for a while, taking a nip now and then from a flask he'd filled to see him on the trip to the border, and finally he went outside and over to Jago's caravan.
He didn't go within. He had a duplicate key to the place, but it just didn't feel right, although he reckoned Jago wouldn't have minded had he entered. Instead he waited on the top of the metal steps, where a wider one played the role of porch and was suitable for his bum.
Jago rolled into Sea Dreams some ten minutes later. Selevan got creakily to his feet. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket and walked over to Jago's preferred spot to park the Defender. He said, -You all right, then, mate?" when Jago got out. -They didn't give you aggro down the station, did they?"
-Not a bit," Jago told him. -When it comes to the cops, a small measure of preparation is all that's needed. Things go your way, then, instead of theirs. Surprises them a bit, but that's what life is. One bloody surprise after another."
-S'pose," Selevan said. But he felt a twinge of uneasiness, and he couldn't exactly say why.
There was something about Jago's way of talking, something in the tone, that wasn't altogether the Jago he knew. He said warily, -They didn't rough you up, mate?"
Jago barked a laugh. -Those two cows? Not likely. We just had a bit of a conversation and that was the end of it. Long time in coming, but it's over now."
-Wha's going on, then?"
-Nothing, mate. Something went on long time ago, but that's all finished. My work here is done."
Jago passed Selevan and stepped up to the door of the caravan. He hadn't locked it, Selevan saw, so there'd been no need for him to wait on the steps in the first place. Jago went inside and Selevan followed. He stood uncertainly just at the door, however, because he wasn't sure what was going on.
He said, -You made redundant, Jago?"
Jago had gone into the bedroom at the end of the caravan. Selevan couldn't see him, but he could hear the noise of a cupboard opening and of something being dragged from the shelf above the clothing rail. In a moment Jago appeared in the doorway, a large duffel bag drooping from his hand. -What?" he asked.
-I asked were you made redundant. You said your work was finished. You been sacked or something?"
Jago looked as if he was thinking about this, which was strange as far as Selevan was concerned.
One was made redundant or not. One was sacked or not. Surely the question didn't need consideration. Finally Jago smiled quite a slow smile that wasn't much like him. He said, -That's exactly it, mate. Redundant. I was made redundant...long time ago." He paused and looked thoughtful and next spoke to himself, -More than a quarter of a century," he said. -A long time in coming."
-What?" Selevan felt a restless urgency to get to the root of the matter because this Jago was different to the Jago he'd been sitting in the inglenook with for the last six or seven months, and he vastly preferred that other Jago, who spoke directly and not in...well, in parables or the like.
He said, -Mate, has something happened with them cops? Did they do something to...? You don't sound like yourself." Selevan could imagine what the cops might do. True, they'd been women, but fact was that Jago was an old codger round the same age as Selevan, and he was in poor condition for his years. Besides that, had they taken him to the station, there'd be blokes there - other cops - who could rough him up. And cops could rough one up in places where no evidence was left. Selevan knew that. He watched telly, especially American films on Sky. He'd seen how it was done. Bit of pressure on the thumbnails. Couple of sewing needles screwed into the skin. It wouldn't take much on a bloke like Jago. Only...he wasn't acting like a man who'd suffered some sort of humiliation at the hands of the cops, was he.
Jago put the duffel on his bed - Selevan could see this much from where he still stood, unsure whether to sit or stand, to go or remain - and he