Jul 15, 2016
maintaining eye contact, a brow cocked more in question than expectation, she folds the badge and returns it to the pocket of her broad-shouldered overcoat. ‘ you would know him if you saw him. he’s unmistakeable. ’
he shoved his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket, his shoulders obviously untensing when she stowed her badge. ( sam’s never had a particularly good rep with authorities. ) “ eh, i don’t know about that - tall, an’ has dark hair?? that could fit the description of a lot fellas here. hell, that sounds just like my brother. “
