*knock knock* I'm here now!!

After spending a bewildering day around Derry I began my detective work.
I had contacted Peter's brother, Michael, through an obscure website he had created 5 years previous. A linked page contained his address and phone numbers. I used Google UK and began the "Bradley +60B Station" search and finally found the site. I rang the number a few times only to receive an error message. Due to the site being so outdated I tried the BT phonebook to find nearly 30 pages of Bradley's. None listed at 60B. My next plan was to ring up all the Garden Centres in and around Maghera. If that didn't work I would just show up at the listed address. I found the bus to Maghera and decided to try the phone once before leaving for the bus station.
What would the family think anyway? Some random stranger showing up at their doorstep? And I hadn't really spoken to Peter in over 2 years..
Following the hostel managers instruction I dialed the correct numbers and heard a ring. At LAST!
"Is this the Bradley's?" I queried
It was, so I inquired about Peter's whereabouts
"He'll be on shortly, this is Michael."
Peter came on the line and began with small talk and chatter. When he finally asked where I was at the moment I realized he had no idea of my situation or location. Perhaps he thought I was just sitting at home giving him a wee call.
"In Derry", I casually replied
"DERRY?! Angela what are you doing there?!"
Yeeeaaah, that was what I had been emailing him frantically about. The attempted calls.. clues. HELLO! I'm in your country!
I explained a bit of my troubles and asked when I could meet him. He said there was a direct bus I could take through to Maghera.. then he paused, "can you be ready in 30 minutes? I can pick you up"
30 minutes!! I had been panicking for two days while my answer lie a 30 minute drive away?
I walked to Waterloo place to meet him.