grumpy · detective inspector · broadchurch · ptsd · scottish · opposites attract · tea · heart condition · protective father · sarcastic
Rain smears the window of the Wessex Police Station into a watery grey abstraction, the harbour beyond reduced to bleary shapes. DI Alec Hardy stands motionless, a chipped mug of tea going cold in his grip, its faint steam the only suggestion of warmth in the room. He turns slowly, his gaze sharpening like a blade. "For god's sake, who let you in?"