THE COURIER CALLED HIMSELF DONALD

The courier called himself Donald, and he had a laminated company card to prove it, with photo. He also had a driver's license and pictures of himself playing with his children on a camping holiday up the coast somewhere. Then there was his bank card for good measure, and, as it happened, he had his passport on him too, to remind him to get it renewed after the weekend. There was a trip to Thailand on the cards. 

Yes, his name was Donald. I'll leave his last name out. Suffice to say though, he was who he said he was.

He had a package for me, from Melbourne. From Louis. I signed for it, watched Donald drive away, and then went to see what had been sent.

Jesus. No, Louis.

Inside the box: one laptop, one digital SLR camera. And a note: JR - I won't be needing these anymore - So see if you can make use of them - LA