Owen was busy that day cleaning up the clinic and trying his best to be useful. His fight with Mark still weighed heavily on his mind. He figured that the little fink had gone to Tosh by that point and now any chance he had at getting more time with his son was probably blown because of one irrational outburst. How much did that freaking figure
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"Probably because it isn't," Keith said. "Come into the office, would you? We need to have a word."
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"Anything you like," he added as he followed Keith to the IPD offices. God, he felt like a little kid in trouble heading to the headmaster's office. Great, just great.
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It sounded to Owen like someone had already told him what happened with Mark. Like he didn't need to reiterate it just for the sake of having matching stories.
Owen was silent for a long moment, staring at the creases in his knuckles before he looked up at Keith. "Do you really need me to repeat what you probably already know?" he asked. He realized that it made him uncooperative, but he didn't particularly see the point in this little exercise.
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