Thursday, 31 May 2012

Finn again.

I'm back.  One of the bad things about my job is there is no time schedule.  I work 24 hours if that's what Marchant wants.

One of the other things that's not so great, is working with Big Don.  Heck that guy stinks of sweat and garlic from all of the donor kebabs he eats!  Yeah, you didn't know about that, but seriously, the guy needs his sweat glands removed, though I guess that would form some sort of heath hazard.  Lysa would know about that I guess, being a doctor.

You probably figured out I kinda like her.  She's so easy to talk to and that's not something I've been able to do in a long time - open up to someone.  I was pretty nervous on the drive down to Birmingham, but don't ever tell her that.  Nah, she probably guessed anyway after I made such an idiot of myself at dinner.  Still, that was nothing compared to when she found the case in the hotel room.

I'm so used to keeping things to myself, watching what I say and who I say it to.  I wanted to keep Jake safe, though if he'd not run off the way he did...

He's actually a pretty decent guy, and Kelly is his life. 

Best sign off, here comes Don with another kebab.



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