For one thing, he didn't look like a policeman, or even an ex one, more like some rich guy's butler or some goofy librarian. But him snatching that gun keeps playing - moving fast, and hitting hard.
For another, he didn't act British, though the quiet drawl was pretty nice. He swore, didn't use fancy words much, and when he didn't like something, he was totally honest about it, speaking as he felt it.
But he cared - about her, about his girlfriend, about the job.
He wouldn't be so afraid of hurting her more, otherwise.
Mr. Flynn was weird.
For one thing, he didn't look like a policeman, or even an ex one, more like some rich guy's butler or some goofy librarian. But him snatching that gun keeps playing - moving fast, and hitting hard.
For another, he didn't act British, though the quiet drawl was pretty nice. He swore, didn't use fancy words much, and when he didn't like something, he was totally honest about it, speaking as he felt it.
But he cared - about her, about his girlfriend, about the job.
He wouldn't be so afraid of hurting her more, otherwise.
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