He applies the break only just gently enough not to send them both through the windscreen, and the car rolls to a stop in a cloud of dust. With scruffy, wide-open space around them Rupert knows it's unlikely anyone would be able to sneak up on the car, not that being seen (or watched) matters to him.

"Just how secluded does it need to be?" He asks. Rupert has never been a private man, after all; open space is as good as a dark corner as far as he's concerned.