Alfie turned his head towards Garth, leaning forward as though he was looking around a corner. “Ya think?”
He turned back towards the burning car.
“What the fuck are we going to do now?”
“Can’t we get a ride?”
The two men ducked as the fuel tank exploded, showering the area with bits of metal and plastic.
“Who are we going to call to come and get us? Do you have a phone? I don’t have a phone! Not anymore!”
Garth checked his pockets. “Damn, my phone was in the car too.”
Alfie just sighed.