Steve's surprised and not surprised all at once. It's a small island, chain of islands, and a small police force compared to the juggernaut arms of the military he's used to working with. But all the same, it doesn't hurts to have people in the know. Makes him wonder, a brief, short, sharp second about all those retracings he's been doing. If he's in for a third with Danny, or can finally snap the hell out of that and get to moving forward finally.
But Danny doesn't say any more about that. Doesn't add that he knows the man, himself. Just that name. Which really wouldn't surprise Steve. The Kelly's were all over the force even when he was a kid. Chin's dad, and one of his cousins, maybe, or maybe he was a brother, and Steve's sure there was more, but it was ages ago. Even remembering the face when his name had been called out was remembering through sludge, to a time and place Steve didn't spend much time looking at.
"He was working security at the Arizona this morning." Where Steve'd been waiting for Jameson. When he'd turned her down for everything. Every ounce of the bullshit and desperation that he could smell on each of word. Except he'd gone back on that, too. For his dad, and Hesse. Which wasn't what Danny asked. Facts. Black and white. With no middle ground seeping in everywhere, mucking it up.
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Date: 2014-01-20 04:16 pm (UTC)But Danny doesn't say any more about that. Doesn't add that he knows the man, himself. Just that name. Which really wouldn't surprise Steve. The Kelly's were all over the force even when he was a kid. Chin's dad, and one of his cousins, maybe, or maybe he was a brother, and Steve's sure there was more, but it was ages ago. Even remembering the face when his name had been called out was remembering through sludge, to a time and place Steve didn't spend much time looking at.
"He was working security at the Arizona this morning." Where Steve'd been waiting for Jameson. When he'd turned her down for everything. Every ounce of the bullshit and desperation that he could smell on each of word. Except he'd gone back on that, too. For his dad, and Hesse. Which wasn't what Danny asked. Facts. Black and white. With no middle ground seeping in everywhere, mucking it up.