But he had to make sure. He had to investigate and make sure the general populous was safe.
‘That’s what we do isn’t it? That’s what makes us special, different, unique.’ He crunched an ice cube and leaned over the sink.
Slowly the pain lessened down to a dull roar instead of the alien chest burster which had been trying to get out of his lower back earlier.
‘The pisser of it is ..’he said to the empty room. ‘Is that even if I had saved a room full of epileptic nuns there would have been no reward. No heros parade. There just would have been suspicion and then the boys in the black suits and mirrored sunglasses would have shown up.’
‘And they would expect me to come back to work, come back and be the one man that every man could look up to … and I just can’t do that no-more.’