“Just got a report about a driverless horse and carriage in Bute Park,” Jack announced to the team.
“What’s that got to do with us?” grumbled Owen.
“Apparently, it appeared in a flash of light, going flat out, and nearly mowed down a family picnic. Sounds like one of ours to me. C’mon, people, let’s go round it up.”
Ianto frowned at Jack.
“I thought you said ‘carriage’.”
“That’s what I was told,” Jack shrugged.
“Humph. You’d think no one had ever seen a Roman chariot before,” Ianto muttered testily as he led the chariot and pair into a Harwood’s lorry.