[If she'd found this out any other way, she'd have been angry. Furious, even. Ever since she'd watched a pair of uniformed cops stuff her own father into a police car right after being terrorized by a home invader, a wicked contempt for the badge had been cemented in her mind and it had never really gone away.]
[Her fondness for Blake is practically a fluke-- his fleeting similarities to Douglas, his affability when not being grumpy.]
[But well, if he's telling the truth, he's right. That's something she'd rather not have known.]
[At the same time, though... she literally just saw firsthand how worked-up he is about it. How angry and upset. So, with nothing but a slightly-furrowed brow to indicate how troubling the news is, she asks:]
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[If she'd found this out any other way, she'd have been angry. Furious, even. Ever since she'd watched a pair of uniformed cops stuff her own father into a police car right after being terrorized by a home invader, a wicked contempt for the badge had been cemented in her mind and it had never really gone away.]
[Her fondness for Blake is practically a fluke-- his fleeting similarities to Douglas, his affability when not being grumpy.]
[But well, if he's telling the truth, he's right. That's something she'd rather not have known.]
[At the same time, though... she literally just saw firsthand how worked-up he is about it. How angry and upset. So, with nothing but a slightly-furrowed brow to indicate how troubling the news is, she asks:]
How'd it happen?