She swallows and her gaze focuses on something in the middle distance.

"There was a bank job. Armoured car on a schedule, hadn't varied their route in weeks. Device was on a long timer, five to fifteen minutes. And they'd spotted the car, turning into the main road. They armed it, placed it in the street like we'd talked about a thousand times. Only..."

She takes a breath, closes her eyes and she's there.

"The bus driver had emerged from a side alley. Clever bastard thought he had a short cut. Only he cut off our target. And the bomb went off too early."