The book was The Da Vinci Code. Very popular. ‘Load of old bollocks.’
‘Really got into that. Didn’t believe in any of it, mind.’
They had two copies and one was out. He put the second back on the shelf, letting his hand stay on it for a second or two.
There were a couple of people reading at the tables, heads down.
Only four minutes before closing time. Nobody would come in now but Russon hovered by Fiction A–E just in case.
The two-minute buzzer went. Both readers got up, set their books back and left together.
Russon went to the door, Moon went to the shelf.
And out.
Moon took the slip of paper out of The Da Vinci Code, pocketed it, switched off the lights.
And out.