[ a sigh leaves him at that. oh, he hates thinking about what had just happened before he woke up on that bloody beach. it's something he'd like to forget--but the lack of alcohol makes that difficult. ]

Manny and I had a bit of a chinwag. His typical feathered talk. 'Oh, what we're doing is working, John.' Bollocks. If it was working, then we would of stopped that bastard from killing those poor girls before he even did.