"DI Tyler is the most coppy copper to ever cop. He's fucking screaming nark all the time. Why does he keep doing undercover." Seemed like a stupid decision to him, one he was sure that Barty had warned out. Of course Tyler got done in, he was making himself a target. As usual.

Jonathan leaned back and wondered how the hell he'd handle that shit with Edward. He didn't even know. Cut Cheon's balls off and make him eat them, probably.

"Sorry about your lad, son." Jonathan offered as he picked up his drink and sipped it. "How do I help?"