Viktor saw Nigel pull his car into the centre lane to turn left. He immediately indicated a left turn, but the car in front pulled up due to heavy traffic ahead.
By the time Viktor turned his car into the Yacht Club carpark, he saw that the Jaguar was parked in one of the marked restaurant spaces, and Nigel was walking into the building with a couple of men. They matched the description of the prisoners, as far as he could tell from this distance.
Viktor knew this was the only way out of the club. They were on an island in the river. He was quite content to wait in his car until they left after their meal. He parked further down the line and in the next row. That way he could see the Jaguar without straining. In his line of work, Viktor was used to waiting. He liked the solitude, and whilst he was watching, he couldn’t do anything else, so his mind, normally full of things he hadn’t done and must do immediately, emptied.