The van, full of assassins, turned off the road onto a rough track, trailing its victim. Down the hill it trundled, slowly. At last, in front of the killers, was the target’s own vehicle, now stationary. The trio exited the van, drew out their automatic weapons and pumped round after round into the car ahead.
Watching this unfold in episode 4 of the wonderful Killing Eve I found myself in a dilemma. Should I suspend disbelief, give into the plot tension and just enjoy?
Or should I wonder why the object of the killers’ attentions thought it was a good idea to turn onto the track in the first place, when a quick slalom past Ivinghoe Beacon would have soon brought him onto the B489, from where he could have zipped into the campsite at Home Farm, where there would surely have been sufficient numbers of people to ensure the assassins did not follow?
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