Trick pulled out his phone. The second time in as many minutes.
"You're keener than usual to get out of here," Sophie declared as she breezed past him, carrying a range of hodge-podge clothing on hangers. She stopped not too far away and nimbly raced her fingers through the numbered hangers on a display rack so she could make a gap in the clothing and re-hang what had been taken out of there. He watched her as he pocketed his phone because it was better than counting socks.
"Only ten minutes left. I'm going into the change room. Cover for me?"
"Did you finish counting them?"
"There's a pair missing."
"What kind of toff-nose would steal a pair of socks?" Sophie said, a confused smile on her face.
"The kind that thinks forty dollars for a pair of socks is ridiculous?" Trick shot back, standing up. He'd brought his bag with him, intending on getting changed before meeting Harm.
Sophie flicked her ginger locks. "They're cashmere," she said, adopting a posh accent and ending up sounding more like a drag queen than a wealthy socialite.
"After I get changed I'll give you a hand," he said, picking up his bag and gesturing to her armful of clothes. There were probably a dozen in her hands.
"Nah, I'll be finished before you strip into your undies. I can help you with that, though." She waggled her eyebrows excessively and after he wrinkled his face at her she made an obscene gesture with her tongue.
"Way to win me over."
"There are easier options on my side," she laughed, then headed for the next rack to hang a shirt on.
"You haven't met Harm," Trick mumbled. He noticed Sophie turn her head and glance at him but she didn't ask him to repeat himself and he was already on his way to the changing rooms.
At exactly ten o'clock Trick ducked under the lengthy roller door with his backpack in hand. Inside were his smart black pants, pressed white shirt, shiny black shoes and socks. What he wore now were a pair of faded pale blue jeans, white socks and sneakers, white tee with a lined olive green hoodie over the top.
He swept his gaze over the few seats Harm could've been waiting at.