One hand flashes out, hits Carson in the face - hard enough to leave a bruise, but not yet hard enough to scar.
"Look, pal," he says reasonably. "You're not part of my job here. But justice is gonna be served one way or the other. I can make you a part of my job if you want, but I think you don't want." He grins.
"If you told Rosse, you can tell me. I like to research these things myself."
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Date: 2007-07-24 05:25 am (UTC)"Maybe. Not yet. You're wriggly."
One hand flashes out, hits Carson in the face - hard enough to leave a bruise, but not yet hard enough to scar.
"Look, pal," he says reasonably. "You're not part of my job here. But justice is gonna be served one way or the other. I can make you a part of my job if you want, but I think you don't want." He grins.
"If you told Rosse, you can tell me. I like to research these things myself."