Chapter 8 and LJ had a falling out...
The door to Ianto’s apartment splintered under the force of Jack’s boot.
“Was that necessary?” Gwen hissed, tucked up against the wall to the right, gun held out in front of her, pointing at the dull brown carpet.
Jack’s glare declared that yes, actually, kicking the door in was necessary, if only
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