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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    In the stuffy interior of the train, all of what Meryn had learned started to boil up like mercury in a thermometer. Every time he caught even a sidelong glance at his uncle, memories of that night five years ago played in his head, superimposed with the photos of the wreckage, echoing with the story the sailors had told him in the diner. Relentless, memory marched atop the present.

    Or, Meryn Baratheon fancies himself a sleuth.

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    21 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 95

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    “Maybe ‘cause I’m a fuckup, and I’m- I’m a bad fucking detective, and a bad fucking dad, and a shitty person, okay, Healy? And-”

    Healy’s hand was at his throat, now, just barely applying the faintest hint of pressure with his thumb pressed into his Adam's apple. March’s eyelashes fluttered.

    Healy’s eyes were serious, genuine- “Jus’ start by being good for me, okay?”

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    18 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 67

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    "Move faster," Jack spits, and Holland can hear his partner's teeth grinding together right next to his ear.

    "I'm sorry," Holland snaps back. "I wasn't planning on having to haul your fat ass out of here when I thought of this particular escape route." Part of Holland is aware you shouldn’t say shit like that to someone who’s just been shot, to a business associate who currently has a waterfall of blood running down where your sides are pressed together, to a friend who you had been thinking about kissing out of sheer relief mere seconds ago, but look, there his mouth goes, once again.

    Healy looks even more pained than before. "You're callin' me fat? Really, now, of all possible times?" He sounds more amused than offended though, and Holland is definitely putting a pin that. He’s going to remember this and they’re going to come back to this conversation, booze and blood and explosives be damned.

    (or, Healy almost dies on a case gone bad and March worries about him in the messiest way possible)

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    16 Jun 2026

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    06 Jun 2026

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    How do you tell a dog from an SAS sergeant?

    Soap's been trying to think of a punchline, but so far, all he's got is a dog’s gotta shit in the woods and bury it slightly more often than an SAS Sergeant.

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    29 May 2026