Ianto’s teeth clicked together again as the SUV jounced through another series of potholes. Despite its top of the range suspension, Torchwood’s official vehicle was still giving the team a rough ride.
“Everyone okay back there?” he asked, trying to steer around the worst of the holes until they hit a slightly smoother stretch of the road.
“My tailbone is feeling every bump,” Tosh replied from her position in the middle of the back seat. “If we have to come out this way again, I’m bringing a cushion!”
“When we get back home, I’m complaining to the council,” Owen griped.