Lee: troublesMature

I blinked. Lights. . .beeps. . .an IV on my left hand. . .Where. . . ?

Oh. The bombing of London Bridge. I could still see the debris flying. . .

Kirk! He would be dead bloody dog meat when I. . . . the gang! I was so, so dead.

He came and sat down next to me. "So, what did you think, friend? Was it a good enough demonstration?"

"Bloody brilliant." I muttered, glaring at him. How could he be giddy about this?

He laughed. "Glad you think so, Lee. Feel sore? I heard you ran into a little fire."

I sat up, trying not to wince at the pain. "Oh, right. Some lady started chasing me, I can't exactly remember why. I think she was trying to help me, but I felt pretty disoriented. Still am, actually." I put a hand to my head.  No stitches as far as I could tell.

"Ah, well, that's what happens with explosions." Kirk shrugged and put a hand on my shoulder. "Listen, I'll get us some decent food, be back in half an hour. What d'you say to that?"

Despite the situation, I felt myself smile. Decent food would be good. "Go ahead." I told him.

Kirk smiled and left the room, nearly bumping into another guy, who I didn't know. "Sorry, man." I heard Kirk mutter. The other guy, who was really tall, just nodded.

Once Kirk was gone, Tall Guy shut the door and locked it, then pulled something out of his pocket and showed it to me.

"MI5, buddy. Call me Matt. What do you now about the bombing."

"Only that I was caught in it." I muttered, trying to process the situation again. Wasn't that woman yelling MI5, don't move?


"Listen, you may be the only lead we have. we need to know everything you know. Were you a part of it? Were you aware of the situation? Where you a tool? Tell us everything." He placed his hand on the burn bandage on my shoulder, none too gently. I felt a wave of pain lapse through my arm and shoulder, growing as his grip became harder.

"I didn't know what was going to happen." I managed to admonish, trying to control myself. This guy was serious, even if he looked like he had just made it out of Uni.

He looked at me. I looked at him. Wasn't this police brutality?

Kirk deserved this anyway. . . .

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