He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and checked his watch again. Taxis carrying passengers arrived and left again. He figured that they must have already come through customs by now. It usually went pretty quickly when you only had hand luggage with you. Just when he was about to grab his mobile from the centre console, someone rapped on his window. A man in uniform gestured with his forefinger. As his window slid down, the parking attendant said, ‘You can’t park here this long, sir.’
‘Five minutes.’ He smiled, held up five fingers, and then rolled the window up again. They shouldn’t moan so much, these uptight civil