"For what?"
Langton remained silent, then murmured, almost to himself, "He is going to surface."
"You presume," Anna said, equally softly.
He suddenly laughed, tilting his head back."Touche."
They continued in silence, getting into heavy traffic in the West End. Langton stared out of the window, sighing. He then instructed the driver to put the flashing lights on and move. "Not that we've anything to hurry back for," he muttered. After a while he leaned forward, rubbing his head. "You know, if anything had happened to Tommy ..."