he knew,
in this moment, he knew,
he would stop it.
as the thought had formed in his head, his cellphone rung.
"we have to do something about this. it seems we have greatly underestimated the situation."
"I know, Alan, I'm sorry. I's my fault. if I …."
"it isn't your fault." he heard Alan blunt sight over the phone "as much as I would like to give you the fault, it isn't. you don't know war, and you don't know how to read the tension before a battle properly. if you had experienced anything like this before, you would have known, but you haven't.
you don't know how to read all the signs yet. besides, it isn't your job it's mine. so don't blame yourself. you can't predict a war, and you sure wouldn't expect one in London.
but we have to do something now.
there had been twelve deaths, two of them civilians. we can't let any other innocents get involved.
can you come to headquarters?"
John looked around. only one person beside himself was using this room, but Luke was sleeping right now. still, john didn't want to leave the older man here like that.
beside the fact that he feels like he owned him in some way, the man seemed somewhat younger than himself, more innocent. he seemed somewhat naïve, almost childlike. he definitive too good for this kind of live.
john wondered how Luke became involved with the gang, but Luke wouldn't say anything.
and john didn't say much about his live either, after all.
"yes, but it might be that I'm bringing someone with me. is that … ok?"
blunt sighted again "sure, just … be quick."
is allan blunt being kind out of charakter? please review