Ryan pulled out his cuffs. Liam flinched.
“That’s my dinner coffee,” Ryan said. “It’s got sugar and powdered milk. It’s disgusting. Drink it while I fill out a ‘no further action’ form.”
But instead of clicking them shut, Ryan looped the cuffs through the handle of his own thermal flask, then clicked one cuff around Liam’s wrist and the other around the flask. Cuffs -TV Mini Series 2015- 720p WEB-DL HEVC x2...
Jo was already running to the car. Ryan yanked a multi-tool from his vest and cut the cuff link. “Liam—stay here. Drink the coffee. Don’t run.”
“Shoplifting in progress, North Laine,” Ryan read. “Suspect described as… ‘aggressively jangling a charity tin.’” Ryan pulled out his cuffs
PC Ryan Draper (rookie, eager to prove himself), PC Jo Moffat (ten-year veteran, exhausted but sharp), and a civilian they didn't expect to meet. The patrol car’s wipers slapped a tired rhythm. Jo Moffat steered with one hand, a cold coffee between her thighs. Beside her, Ryan Draper squinted at the MDT screen.
As Ryan typed on his PDA, Liam drank. Not fast—slowly, like a man learning what warmth felt like again. “It’s got sugar and powdered milk
Jo stayed by the car, watching. She’d seen this a hundred times. The thin line between villain and victim. Ryan, though—he was still young enough to believe in lines.
“Turn around, Liam,” Ryan said quietly.
Ryan crouched down. “Liam. We had a report…”