Brian's question seemed to come from nowhere.
Damian went very still, his hand tightening slightly around the bottle.
"I remember."
"You said that officer started out idealistic, wanting to make a difference. But eventually became just another dog for the higher-ups, following orders without question even when he knew those orders were wrong."
"That's right."
"What happened to him in the end? You never finished that part of the story."
Damian was silent for several long moments, his mind drifting back to memories that belonged to a different life entirely.
He could see it so clearly even now. That final confrontation on the skyscraper's roof. Officer Brian's face twisted with regret and self-loathing as his last words hit his consciousness.
Him standing at the edge, wind whipping around him, knowing there was no escape left.
The horror in Brian's eyes as he smiled and stepped backward into empty air.
"That officer..."
Damian's voice was quiet, almost distant.
