When they reached the table, Hannah started to introduce them. Layla, this is Joe. Joe, this isWeve already met, said Joseph, extending his hand and smiling.Have we? asked Layla, baffled.Have you? said Hannah. This was news to her.Yeah, we have, continued Joseph. A couple of hours ago. On the road into the village. You tried to kill me, remember?Kill you? gasped Layla. Youre the biker? The one I knocked over?You knocked him over? repeated Hannah in horror.I didnt mean to, explained Layla quickly. It was an accident. I was going to tell you about it. I just havent had the chance yet.Turning to Joseph, Hannah asked, Are you okay? Are you hurt at all?Well, he replied somberly, apart from my right arm, which Im not sure is going to be of much use to me ever again, Im fine.As Laylas jaw dropped open, he added quickly, Im joking. Really, its just a joke. Im fine.Right, well, in that case, Hannah continued, as I was saying, Layla, this is Joseph Scott. Joe, this is Layla Lewis, your would-be killer, next door neighbor, and my best friend. Shes house-sitting whilst Lennys in Scotland.Next door neighbor, huh? replied Joseph, taking a swig from his pint glass. That could prove interesting.