[Gallagher]

It was already half past one, at least according to the weirdly artsy clock on the wall. He had to be back to work by a quarter after, but at the rate this line was moving, he was starting to doubt whether he'd ever get back at all. Speaking of which —

An impatient sound from behind him made Kier blink. He glanced back (a young lady, looking like she had just rolled out of bed at this time of day, that certainly brought back memories), then towards the front of the line as he shuffled forward once again.