[ And the only thing that Alex can think of, based on what Jaime has told him. But Alex is wrong - and he won't realise how wrong he is until it's too late.
He flicks through the journal and huffs when he gets to the end, picking up another one. Jesus, he should have an index or something. ]
My Dad got rid of one once... I'm sure he wrote it down somewhere but I'm sure as shit not gonna give him a call to find out.
[ Not that Asher Wilson would answer the phone to his only son, anyway. You would think if you sold your soul to save someone, they'd at least answer your calls. Or say thank you.
It's not long until Alex gives up, and sits back to look out of the window. ]
So what's your deal, then? Why are you running after the Prime Minister? You don't seem the type.
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[ And the only thing that Alex can think of, based on what Jaime has told him. But Alex is wrong - and he won't realise how wrong he is until it's too late.
He flicks through the journal and huffs when he gets to the end, picking up another one. Jesus, he should have an index or something. ]
My Dad got rid of one once... I'm sure he wrote it down somewhere but I'm sure as shit not gonna give him a call to find out.
[ Not that Asher Wilson would answer the phone to his only son, anyway. You would think if you sold your soul to save someone, they'd at least answer your calls. Or say thank you.
It's not long until Alex gives up, and sits back to look out of the window. ]
So what's your deal, then? Why are you running after the Prime Minister? You don't seem the type.