Panic text message over the weekend changed the Gorse Fox's plan for the day. He would have to head up to Starfleet's centre near Heathrow. It was clear that several things had conflated to cause some concern at the end of last week - and GF was in the frame to try and sort it out.
Fortunately, he did not have to be there until mid morning, so left home towards the end of the rush hour. This made the journey far more palatable.
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