Tom glanced behind him and saw the man coming out of the Green Cage, heading his way. Tom walked faster. There was no doubt that the man was after him. Tom had noticed him five minutes ago, eyeing him carefully from a table, as if he weren't quite sure, but almost. He had looked sure enough for Tom to drown his drink in a hurry, pay, and get out.
I am about to catch the train and just wanted to check in to start the Ripley Read from my end. I hope it is still a good book on the second read.
So, come on then, Tom! Get your bags!