Were there any words less calming in the world than “calm down”? Roderick screamed harder, grasping his chest and gasping between shorter but equally frantic screams.

The driver glanced back, but then quickly forward again. One of those triplets had always been a tad neurotic, though he wasn’t sure what to make of the beggar clinging to the door. He urged the horse faster, just in case that would, ahem, ‘solve’ it all.