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“You know, Carter, I sometimes feel as though you have er- certain- conjectures, about me.” and his cheeks flush at once, from merely skating around such a subject.
“Are they wrong?” Sid asks, twirling his empty mug with one hand, looking up at the Inspector almost tauntingly.
Sullivan closes his eyes and sighs quietly. He’s never really told anyone outright before. “Not exactly.” He settles on...
Sidney Carter and Inspector Sullivan’s story, episode by episode, between the lines, around the scenes, behind the bars (both literally and metaphorically)